"NO, GOMER, THAT AIN'T NO AIRPLANE. BUT PURPLE SHIRTS AND HAIR OIL WILL PROTECT US FROM THEIR ALIEN MINDF*CK."

 

SOMEBODY MIGHT BE KNOCKIN', BUT IF TERRI ANSWERS THE DOOR, SOMEBODY'S SCREAMIN' AND RUNNIN'.

 

YES, BOYS AND GIRLS, IT'S "WHOOPEE" JOHN WILFAHRT. YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT. WILFAHRT. MADE A FORTUNE ON THOSE BLASTED CUSHIONS. NOW DANCE, GODDAMNIT.

 

HIS CUP RUNNETH OVER.
SO DOTH HIS CARTILAGE.
(BUT THEM TEETH'S PURTY, AND WE KNOW WHY HE'S GRINNIN'.)

 

FUN SONGS? ORRIN WOULDN'T KNOW A FUN SONG IF IT BIT HIM IN THE ASS. (NOW MAYBE IF HE SHAVED THOSE HANDS...)

 

WHAT THE...? IS HE STANDING IN THE FOREST WITH A WOLF? IN A YELLOW TURTLENECK?

 

OH, FOR THE DAYS OF JUMBO COLLARS AND TIGER APPLIQUÉS.

 

"I SAY, WHAT DOESN'T GO WITH MY CHECKERED CAPRIS?"