Ey this’ll get ya arrested in Boston.

Hey man. I could totally use that for…some lemonade I could maybe make maybe.

Oh hell yeah. (T-Rex sounds)

Dog: Oh do you fellows also have yachts?

Derek needs to be on the sandwich offender list.

Should have used a jet pack to get to flat heaven. Could have ended up in flat hell.

We’ve been getting complaints about your lack of drinking at work. We’re not in the Prussian aristocracy Ben, now take a couple of shots and get out there and make financial decisions for the company!

I bet woodpeckers have cool internal DOOM music playing when they go nuts on a tree.

In prison.

Butthole destroyed.

Make check on coin.

Massive loss in value.

No.

This is what we in the industry refer to as a “big oof.”

Let me tell you something. I once had a chance to buy one of those giant ass snickers bars. It was designed by engineers to be eaten as a group activity, but I had a theory I could just eat it, and screw everyone else. I was young at the time, but sometimes youth makes “good” choices that turn out horrible. I didn’t buy that giant bar. I regret it. I regret that I’ll never be able to chonk out. Chonk out like a mad man. No. Now you can’t even buy them any more. What was once a dream, is now ash. What is left to do now? Eat a salad!? WHY DID I MISS MY OPPORTUNITY OH LORD!!!

2,000 milligrams!