KrangkaDelic

A stowaway-mole grows cold in the hold of your soul, bro

Suckahs think my ass is pink; real G's know that shit be brown, though

This is from law and order, svu, yeah?

Smello, Shitty

Romcom challenge: watch one and DON'T vomit in a condom, right ladies?

Fireside catchphrasers know not the split tongues and bejoweled latice cavaties of war, nor they the proximity of saying-seizures and the onset of 'the jimmys'.

Im on your trail, said your pheramones

Blueray for hollywood

Island boners to you too, friend

I got James Caan in the can, Immanuel Kant on the lamb and you're bringing who on-set? Ramban, VanDamme, Adrian, Mickey Spillane and The Son of Sam?

Hooray! Light Savings' Time

Option off this post-teen anus as 'Sold For All Time': you can't phase the greatness of this street groovy rhyme-

Catch Henry Fonda: Poolside - this Fall! And don't tell mom! Or Pa!

In time you will call me 'master-of-the-house'. Everybody loves a sith lord

Play. Prey thee: play! Play lacrosse with Right Said Fred. >gulp!<

"and then Johnny invited me onto the couch, and you were there, and you were there, and you were there."

"Rub up on these pan-cakes, boss." said the Culture Hero.

disco, disco, disco, disc. disco, disco, disco, disc. disco, disco, disco, disc. A disco, disco, disco, disc.

Stricken with the knutt-butt, Ziegler at last resigns

The evil forces of evil made my D. H, Lawrence

Nong-union, buster!

"Which part's the vagina?" said Michael Jackson

Doonesbury Sex Disco? Badly lit parking lot? Empty wallet?

Disappointing dining experience defines the early afternoons' arc for both Sipowicz and Claude.

woah ninja, woah ninja, woah ninja; woah!