Category: Season 5

Newbie, feel like a sandwich? (…) You feel more like a pastry. A very doughy pastry. I don’t feel good about that. Way too easy.

Never. They never say ribs.””

Or…maybe you could pressure him, get dumped, throw on fifty pounds, start collecting knick-knacks and meet your future now. You know…before the loneliness burns too much? Wooooo-ohhhhh! Gosh, I did enjoy that!

If Jordan were conscious, she’d… she’d agree. Now who put that fake arrow through her head? Huh? Which one of ya? It was me. I did it.

How would you like to be in a broken jaw commercial?

What are you gonna do? Stay up late, eat raw cookie dough, and pinkie-swear your diet will start tomorrow?

Yes, I can, but I’m not sure just how much we’ll get done. I’ll tell you what. We’ll go over here and brainstorm while we wolf down these sandwiches.

That’s Jack’s mobile. Actually, it’s his third mobile. The first two were embedded in the dry-wall. They can be quite frustrating to assemble.

Maybe you could swing by our parts department and pick up a pair of testes?

Upsetting, but we persevere. Bottom line:There is no such thing as a perfect person. You. Tell her.