"Drinking again, Dad?"

"... And then I'm off to Jamaica to jam with some deep, smoked-out, mother-fuckers who like to mix it up wit Dub-Ska-Celtic-Hip-Hopera."

Senile vampires accidentally go out during the day.

Leaving us hanging?

SPELLING BEE PRESSURE MAKES WORD MASTER, CYLUS FONT, A BLITHERING IDIOT!

JUDGE: "The word is 'xanthodontous."
FONT: "Can you spell it for me?"
JUDGE: "Of course not!"
FONT: "Can the guy next to you spell it for me?"
JUDGE: "NO!... Spell 'xanthodontous'!"
FONT: "You spell it, you old fuck."
JUDGE: "Spell the word, 'xanthodontous'!"
FONT: Tjfgeyxuffidias-0vnes-1 q... (SAYS WORD) There, satisfied?
JUDGE: "Incorrect".
FONT: "I like to take vacations with mom..."
JUDGE: Remove the contestant!"
FONT: Stop looking at me!... MOMMY!"
...AND SCENE...

He knew that there was only enough territory for one, but he had room in his heart for two.

"I guess it all started when I was just a kid in a medical research lab. Now even in the circus, I have to sneak between train cars and bum a smoke."

"Here we see Beth using the latest technology to disconnect the part of Danny's brain that likes NASCAR."

Though slow on the uptake, the Klan's experimenting with embracing other colors.

And from the Great Crimson Anus in the sky, out shat two more world dictators.

"Search all you want, it's just leather shorts and then it's ALL GUNTHER, BABY!"