Once you throw back a few choice brewskis, world problems and societal ills just melt away…. like rich creamery butter.

You must be looking for audio wars. Can’t miss it, take a hard left at 1987 — it should be in the parking on the corner.

This cake will never taste as good as that raise you owe me.

blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. I have no idea what I did with myself all day before I knew what you did with yourself all day.

Or what I like to call blogging about your little trivial useless life events. Dude, If I wanna know what you ate for lunch today, I’ll ask for a stool sample tomorrow.

As refreshing as it is to have my captains quarters sprayed with bacteria infested water spriglets, if given the choice, I might actually prefer to leave the toilet before I flush it.

Is that a 1950’s home phone in your pocket….., or are you just a nerd.

Hairstyle wise, I’m pretty sure you can never go wrong with Roman Empire fashion sense. If all else fails, just ask for the George Clooney, circa 1995 - it obviously works like a champ.