Now, now. Dollar for dollar, you got a better show.
Kiss it, rub it, make sexy love to it, Pronk. Good show.
Oh, you two. My broken heart, it overflows with wub.
Sigh. Maybe next year?
Ack! Bring back the monogram.
BRING BACK THE MONOGRAM!!!
Is that Rafa's shirt? Did you steal it? It kinda fits you.
Whatever.
"Is that...is she...is that his...? I'm gonna have to cut a bitch. Right after my flight lessons."
Hey Rafa! Do you have a towel I can borrow? No? Bummer.
Ah. To happier, dorkier times, Moose.
It's a pity he wasn't able to ump the final.
Big ups to your boy!
Hope she was smiling in the morning...
Did Lucie not get the Rayban memo?
Collar poppin'.
World Peace!
All you need is love.
Thanks for the show, Tomas.
Jesus Christ, Jamie, GET OUT OF THE WAY!!!
