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I know, I know, I still need to get the cast names in there and I'll be eternally tweaking it, so if you have any corrections, feel free to drop me a line.
He's a little weird.
You okay? Hello, headquarters?
You guys are supreme idiots. Hey, fella.
Hey, what's in this shit, man? Hey, man, we got deported.
It's not a bunch of nuns in a station wagon. What the hell are you doing, Murphy? Come on, light it up. Yeah, I customized it myself. Hello, radio dispatch?
The freak with the top hat is leaving with the basketball. Where would these two creeps hang out? I saw that on a movie once.
This is a bust! Want to do a lude?
I wasn't looking-- Gunshot No, man. He came through for us. Son of a bitch.
Excuse me, brother. I love them. The town's dry. The better the bust Oug methods have become unbelievably devious, and these seeds may sow the destruction of the human race.
Dope, ms, weed, grass, toot, smack, quackers, uppers, downers, all-arounders. Spend one week at the border, and what do we end up with? Reminds me of a funny story my dad told me.
Shit, I'm going to die, man. Spread them.
I forgot it's the wedding. And what is fucm name, sir? Harry, remember to get a lab sample of this stuff. What's the problem, son?
Do we have time-- No! You mean we're smoking dog shit, man? Dame una galleta. Roll down your window.
Do it, man. Only once.
Well, you can believe we'll have a party. You know what I do got, though, man? You better put your seat belt on, man.
They're the immigration. Oh, yeah?
Shoot the moon. Imagine the field day those two creeps are gonna have when they find out that van is made of grass. I have a song by the Search Boys. I see France. They're gonna bust your pad!