VABLOOEY!

LOUDER

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Bonus track on the soundtrack album. Plays after the credits in the foreign market.

This is the firstie Gotham deserves, but not the one it needs right now.

Slow down some Edith Piaf, call it a fucking day.

Oh, the Places You’ll Come!

To the Whitney boards with you!

Holding an APPLE in its CLAW!

…and instead of shrimp, Oscar Mayer Beanie-Weenie.

Give you an example; show you what I mean: suppose you’re thinkin’ about a plate o’ shrimp. Suddenly someone’ll say, like, plate, or shrimp, or masturbating alongside of a plate o’ shrimp out of the blue, no explanation. No point in lookin’ for one, either. It’s all part of a cosmic unconsciousness.

More so than Olivia Munn was (is?)

I’d prefer a prequel.

“A cow may be converted into many hamburgers.”

Great, now Anita Bryant’s gonna be all up in arms again.

“Oscar Mayer Presents The Wolfman: Based on the Novel Push by Sapphire”

Don’t forget the poo!

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Funbags of sand.

It makes more sense in context.