"Blinkity Blink, always trying to make me think, think I wanna go to the sink, vomit, clean it up with mr comet, EARTH IS MY PLA-HAU-NET! "
Lol, guess you like malibus most wanted
"Cherrie-O, old chaps. Whoopsidaisy, it would seem I've entered the incorrect support group. By jingo I could have sworn the instruction plaque near the drinking fountain in the lobby indicated that this was Stuffies Anonymous."
"Dawg, yo ass be trippin'. Dat supp-iz-ort crew be chillin' eva third Tuesday."
"I'm so sorry, it was my mistake . . .or shall I say, my bad homey? Hehe, I just ever so love getting in touch with my brothers."
*sounds of guns being drawn*
"Bitch you best be on yo way."
*Camera Cuts Angles . . .voiceover begins
"It was then I saw her. I'd seen her in 2 meetings the week before. She didn't have testicular cancer, she didn't have a week to live, and I knew for damn sure that she had no place in Wiggers Anonymous. . .I didn't sleep that night."