Tippin’ out dough in Olive Garden

Dick [Interpreting Stone Temples]: “One day awoke and I was gone. Tripped on a horse and smoked a bong. See you later pastor-gator, pass the gravy for me baby.”

Her name is…what?

Dick: “But I won’t cry for yesterday / There’s an ordinary world / Somehow I have to find…“

Anna: “Really? Some Duran Duran?”

Dick: “What?! What did you say? I can’t hear over a girl named Rio!“

Burning Beds

Dick: “Who you eyeballing Midnight Oil?”

Fuck you, Stereotype

Anna: “Taking out the trash. Not doing the dishes. You win some. You lose some.”

The Fart: A Hormedy Comorror

Name Withheld: ”I just farted and it faintly smelled like the bomb you dropped last night. Had to be the sushi lol”

Anna: ”I am always with you. Always with you. LOL”

Name Withheld: ”Lmao”

Anna: ”On every seat, under every blanket, in every pair of underwear, I waft through your air like a fine aromatic breeze circling your soul. I am THE FART.”

It’s par for the course.

Anna: ”Omg, this guy. I’m pretty sure he’s drunk and psychotic.”
Dick: ”Yea, don’t hang out with that guy.”