Idle Hands

Mick: No, no, no! No Kevin Costner speeches. Let's just go. Phub: Don't forget my bong. Mick: You did not make that bong. Phub: Uh-huh, I arc welded it and shit. Mick: You don;t even take autoshop. Phub: Maybe we should clean it first. Mick: Hey, yea! And while were at it, we could clean the whole f***ing house! Debi: My work here is done. Time for the ritualistic sex! Debi: There is evil out there, and I'm gonna kick its ass! Mick: We were staring down this big tunnel of white light. Anton: And then what happened? vMick: We were like, forget that, man, it's too far. Anton: Who's your daddy now, bitch, huh? Who's your fucking daddy now? Mick: That is some one-hit shit. Pnub: As usual, marijuana saves an otherwise disastrous day. Mick: We were staring down this big tunnel of white light. Pnub: And there were all these chicks' voices saying, "Come to us, come towards the light." Mick: And there was this really uncool music, like Enya or something! Anton: So what happened? Mick: We figured fuck it, I mean it was really far! ~ Home ~ Movies ~ Songs ~ Anonymous ~ Women ~ ~ Friendship ~ Life and Success ~ Poems ~ Shakespeare ~ Star Trek ~