Blank: You can't be a good "Duet" stuck in neutral Trax!
Trax: But my motto is "never pick a side"!
Blank: Too bad for that load of crap...are you with us or are you a deadweight?
Clyde: Deadweights wear cement sandals...(mocking) Wolf Boy. What do you call a wolf in the mafia? Lunus Mafiosus. What do you call a great cat in the mafia? Gatus don't point at us. The Black Mob doesn't need to associate with another honkey mutt, if you catch my driftwood!
Cleu: Like taking bloody vitamins with visceral healthshake handshakes?
Clyde: No, more like working out in a mousaleum so the zombies can tell you how buff you are.
Crux: Zombies like it when you do crossbone puzzles...
Blank: No stupid, that is like saying pirates like pilates.
Clyde: You both got it wrong, that is like saying I cut my butter with a guilotine.
Trax: (Trying to change the subject) Sucker punch a slut and you better hold on to your favorite nut...
Blank: Or mix vinegar with oil and call it a duce doush dash! It's like you can't even take out the trash anymore without bumping into some mad sucka who wants to bumper hug with a parking ticket attached to his ass.
Clyde: Does that have something to do with the fact that you made a meter maid into an underground porn star?
Blank: Kinda, I told her to picket the tickets and get with the bump and grind.
Cleu: Did she frisk her John for outstanding parking violations? Or did she send him to driving school naked?
Crux: I bet he wanted to stick that parking rod up her muffler?
Blank: Or steal her go cart thang...what would you call the name for the sex club in a meter maid cart?
Cleu: The mile low club?
Clyde: More like the illegal parking perplexity of purpose. The only question would be, "who let Trax's neutrality perform homogenous homicides on go cart get away cars"?
Crux: Imagine stealing one of those things for a joyride?
Blank: Yeah it would end up like the O.J. Bart Simpson of car chases!
"180 on an undercover stormtrooper"-"Force Unleashed"-Cell Phone Game
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