Swammerdami
Squadron Leader
What's done is done. Don't lose that famous temper of yours, Sonny.
A tough call, but Zip takes it.'Dear Lord Baby Jesus, or as our brothers in the South call you: 'Hey-suz'. We thank you so much for this bountiful harvest of Dominos, KFC, and the always delicious Taco Bell. I just want to take time to say thank you for my family: my two beautiful, beautiful, handsome striking sons, Walker and Texas Ranger, or TR as we call him. And, of course, my red hot smokin' wife Carley, who is a stone cold fox, who if you would rate her ass on 100, it would easily be a 94. I also want to thank you for my best friend and teammate, Cal Naughton Jr, who's got my back no matter what...Dear Lord Baby Jesus, we also thank you for my wife's father Chip. We hope that you can use your Baby Jesus powers to heal him and his horrible leg. It smells terrible and the dogs are always botherin' with it. Dear Tiny Infant Jesus...'
"Nobody puts Baby in a corner"
Calling it a little early so I don't forget. Elixir wins it.“Alright, wait a minute. No drinking, no drugs, no kissing, no tattoos, no piercings, no ritual animal slaughters of any kind. Oh, God, I'm giving them ideas“
WINNER!You feel that, Allen? Huh? That tingling in your balls? Big metal butterflies fluttering around your stomach?
Yeah, nobody's going to one-up that! Winner!"Look, De plane! De plane!"