Where’d you get the turntables?
We found them.
There’s a million fine looking women in the world, dude, but they don’t all bring you lasagna at work.
Hey hey, we’re the Kissies. People say we kissy around, but we’re too busy kissing to put anybody down.
You know In the Garage by Weezer, for the longest time I thought he was talking about P.B. Crisps instead of Peter Criss.
And let’s start the New Year’s Eve dancer countdown. TEN!