That's cool. I have no aspirations of invading your butthole. I don't want any brown rings around my ding-a-ling.

What if the bagman throws a children's party on his cock? Would you rent it to him then?

You pedophile fuck!

"*cough* Look over here!

Excuse me, Veronica?"

"Yes? What is it, Brick?"

"I would like to extend to you an invitation to the pants party."

"Excuse me?"

"The... party. With the... with the pants. Party with pants?"

"Brick, are you saying that there's a party in your pants and that I'm invited?"

"That's it!"

"Did Brian tell you to say this, Brick?"

"No. Yes. He did."

"OK. No. I don't want to go to a party in your pants."

"Very well. Ian, would you like to go to a party in my pants?"

"No, Brick."

"All right. Let's go!"

I love lamp.

I just burned my tongue.

"*cough* Look over here!

Excuse me, Veronica?"

"Yes? What is it, Brick?"

"I would like to extend to you an invitation to the pants party."

"Excuse me?"

"The... party. With the... with the pants. Party with pants?"

"Brick, are you saying that there's a party in your pants and that I'm invited?"

"That's it!"

"Did Brian tell you to say this, Brick?"

"No. Yes. He did."

"OK. No. I don't want to go to a party in your pants."

"Very well. Ian, would you like to go to a party in my pants?"

"No, Brick."

"All right. Let's go!"

How'd I get caught up in this?

At least you had the sense to not join Brick for the party in his pants.

Are you sure about that?

Was I drunk?