Trax: Do you find me handsome Leany?
Selene: You're ok...but if dollars could talk they would tell you to chop down a cherry tree and inaugerate tooty fruity.
Trax: Well I could tell a lie even if it smells like bubblegum, mon cherie.
Selene: Would you protect me if some wacko woodchuck tried to chuck his wood in my forest?
Trax: Would it be before or after you poke the bear with a stick?
Entering in all decked out in pimp regalia...
Armitage: Smoke the chimney with a chuckle puckeroos, what is up?
Selene: Oh the birds, the sky and the aliens. Shall I call you buttercup or batter up?
Trax: What's with the ghetto getup Army?
Armitage: Today I'm pinch hitting for the local pimp mongers brigade...ever seen a female pimp pattycake in a contest of contention?
Trax: I've seen my fair share of the well impaired impishly devoured by a coward!
Armitage: Well clean out the attic and hang up some nudey pics why don't you...here comes a sucker punch at my pudding.
Entering in...
Con John: Hey where are all the ladies at? Are you a pimp...?
Armitage: I'm what you get for two dollars and a rubber hose. If you are looking for ladies then keep your firecracker's fuse ferocious sucka. What are you looking for four eyes? Chocolate love or a dimpled daisy? Or do you want the doublemint gum of hooker lookers? Cause I got twins on the payroll...
Looking at Trax...
Armitage: Or at least I can make them look like that! You know blondes got that sista sista thang...
Con John: How much for the twins?
Armitage: For you chuckle chackles...More than you got in your pocket!
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