Zack: Almost as ubiquitous as the boobs, and often sharing the image: sexual menace.
Steve: Maybe they're just at a horror-themed nightclub and he is just trying to pick her up. I bet you didn't consider that, did you?
Zack: "Girl, was your dad a druid? Cuz I want the planets to align so I can sacrifice you to my bog god in a wicker man."
Steve: Why don't you come back to my place and we can put on hitchhiker faces and chase each other around my tunnels.
Zack: "Girrrl, I saw you lookin' at my sword. You like these runes? This one is the rune for silk sheets and this one stands for Audi."
Steve: Ignore the vultures. They came with my lair.
The singer dove off the stage and crowd surfed in a sort of reverse funeral procession where the person being carried is the only one truly alive. Touching him I felt religious ecstasy and started speaking in tongues and requesting songs that didn't exist.
There's no easy way to put this, so I'll tell it like it is. Bouillon is died. He went missing before the weekend and yesterday I found his skeletonized remains at the bottom of the #3 soup vat during one of my swims. I thought the cream of mushroom soup had an especially nourishing taste, and a lot more clumps of fur and skin than usual.
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