A) “No, seriously. I really think the Dodgers can win a championship with us.”
B) “Do you think I should grow back the ’stache?”
3) _________________________________.
What now?
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If we go to LA, where the fuck are we going to get a decent slice of pizza?
Guy on the right: “Joe baby, I need to know the time like woah”
JoTo: “Time for you to bake me some muffins cracker jack.” (covers wrist)
“I threw a dart at a map and… well Los Angeles has fucking great taco trucks.”
“Who the hell are we?”
“I have absolutely no idea.”
Only if I’m the first one to get a moustache ride! Yee-haw!
Guy on the left: “The way your dad looked at it, this watch was your birthright. He’d be damned if any slopes was gonna put their greasy, yellow hands on his boys birthright, so he hid, it in the one place he knew he could hide something, his ass.”
Guy on the right:”You look like Richard fucking Nixon.”
“You are TOUCHING my ELBOW! SCOOTCH, SCOOTCH, SCOOTCH! or I’m totally farting.”
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