necesitatea genereaza organul... well, you got a toothbrush?!

are we going to london?

too much amsterdam for one Sunday. but of course... GET DOWN!!!!

how utterly fuuunky!

i don't wanna be mister Pink!

dick, dick, dick, dick, dick...

how many dicks is that?

A LOT.

gay cowboys eatin pudding!

(sa vezi ce copyright lawsuit...)

si locul de veci.


it's a laughably small room, and one of my walls is made of beaverboard; this wall separates my room from another laughably small room, so i assume the two rooms were once one room, a small room, but not necessarily laughable.


fuckin genius play.

noi nu.

noi nu negam niciodata.

noi purtam ochelari de soare
pentru ca noi punem lumina.

"noi am mancat patlajelii si am baut jiin"

noi nu exersam frumusetea...

noi suntem cei frumosi.

i never cross the track, baby, i know what it's like...

toooooooooo weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, tooooooooo weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee....


get down baby, across the track...

get doooown, baaaby, get doooown...

nu toate meciurile au 90 de minute...

ai nevoie de un remediu pe masura!

Jerry:

But that was the jazz of a very special hotel, wasn't it? And now, oooh do i love the little ladies, really, i love them. For about an hour.

Peter:


Well it seems perfectly simple to me...

Jerry:


Look, are you going to tell me to get married and have parakeets?

You wanna search me than search me but hurry up cause I'm thirsty...