No takers over at that table, right, ladies? Ha ha ha.
But seriously, I'd like to bring it down a notch.
I see your face... your rosy, rosy cheeks!
And I mean your buns, those squishy, mushy buns...
I wasn't always a superstar.
I used to be a boring old cup.
Why would anyone make a show about something you'd throw away? But things change, my friend.
Money rolled in like waves lapping on the shore.
And if you've got talent... well, they'll find you.
Do a number? Yeah, I bet you do a number. In your tights, on Broadway, which is where you moved to after you left Texas Chainsaw Mascara, where you're from. Dr. Zhivago. Yeah you suck.
Why don’t you help me suck it?
Wait a minute, that backfired. Gee, that sounded like I suck it all the time, which I don’t. And it also implies that I would need help, which we both know that I don’t. I can suck my own stuff. Listen, when I’m on, it’s dangerous!
Call me Mister Beefy.
Well, I know that. If I rip any solos with my eyeballs, I'm gonna need the bee's venom to enlarge them. You know, otherwise I get on stage looking like a big asshole, and I am not that.
BRUSCHETTA
BRUSCHETTA NIGHTS
I'm the basketball.
Well well well! Look at what has happened! Look who's stuck outside...IN THE DRIZZLE! Where's your poncho now?
What's it called, Anal Blazer? 'Cause that's what you like to play over and over, don't you? You know how you play it I'll tell you
Level one is at a truck stop filled with loooonely truckers
Level two is at a public rest room along the highway
the object of the game is to find parking