Oh yeah, lines for this weekend:
“Hey, do you know of anyone who can align chakras? I need mine aligned. Or better yet, anyone who has crystal suppositories? I seem to have spiritual hemmroids.”
“If your ass hurts, you fell down the stairs.”
“Need a shot?” “No, I already have a shot in my cup.”
At any rate, we found the stairs to the hill this morning. And redselchie, can I just say that it sounds really odd to have Big Gay Al’s voice calling the South Quarter.