"Stop hitting me!"
"Stop hitting you?"
"Yes!"
"What did you come in here for then?"
"I came here to complain."
"Oh, I'm sorry, that's next door. It's being hit on the head lessons in here."
"What a stupid concept."

♪ Take me down to the Head Wound City
Where the voice is slurred and the vision's shitty
Oh, won't you please crack my dome? ♪

In texture, color, and length.

We were looking for, "What are cheap beer, fast women, big guns, Ford trucks?"

I thought that was from Varsity Boos.

According to Joey

"That's how we talked in the '70s. We didn't have a moment to spare!"

Here's the wind up… and the pitch…

It will be an official "Booty Hunter" trucker's cap.

They should have taken a Minuit or two to think it over.

Checkmate!

Quiet! I will not hear another word against the Boatman.

He was good on Spin City, though.

Julienne O'Brien?

G. Gordon Liddy?

I figured it was close enough to the actual lyrics that people could tell what I was doing. I was wrong.

Tired, eh? Sounds like your humors are out of balance. Hold still while I open a vein.

That only happens when it rains.

Nothing can't release a video. Spontaneous music video generation was disproven centuries ago.

I'd say he eats more like a duck.