The Human Torch was denied a bank loan

I love scotch. Scotchy, scotch, scotch. Mmm, mmm, mmm. Here it goes down, down into my belly.

What? You pooped in the refrigerator? And you ate the whole... wheel of cheese? How'd you do that? I'm not even mad, that's amazing.

I'm in a glass case of emotion!

I could be wrong, but I believe diversity is an old, old wooden ship that was used during the Civil War era.

It's so damn hot! Milk was a bad choice...

I immediately regret this decision.

I'm going to punch you in the ovary. A straight shot. Right to the babymaker.

By the beard of Zeus!

I know what you're thinking. And the answer is yes, I do have a nickname for my penis. It's called The Octagon. But I've also nicknamed my testes. The left one is James Westfall, and the right one is Dr. Kenneth Noisewater. You ladies play your cards right, you might just get to meet the whole gang.

I ate a whole lot of fiberglass insulation. It wasn't cotton candy like that guy said... my stomach's itchy.

¿Comó están, bitches?!