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00:22:46
Christopher McCulloch, James Urbaniak, Doc Hammer
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I, too, suffered the grim cloud of listlessness,
Hey, there's quadrillion of them!
I am a master necromancer!
You ain't got no alibi!
Are you just trying to make me look like a douche
All right, that is a legitimate superpower.
The Action Man shoots my groin with a shrink ray
Witty banter was shared.
♪ So they were working like a countess
to the black specter.
Hey, many of these women could be murderous gold digger,
Keep Feeling Fascination?
so make sure all your panties are in the hamper!
Sweetie, can you hear me?
We don't have time for another intruder screwing things up.
oozing out of my gigantic pore.
and they get poop on everything.
like he's a robot stripper?
lest I unleash my awesome powers!
I hope you relish it as much as I.
Can you do better than a man you adore
I presume you are The Rusty's ego?
You two motivate our every action.
and they chew on stuff,
if I am perceive as friendly.
I beg you not to ask.
Well, I guess this is inspect,
is possess!
We are doom!
I bind thee!
You grab my nipple!
I, too, suffer the grim cloud of listlessness,
the jerk who made The Rusty quit Match.com.
I thought I was suppose to push, like,
My father invite every girl he knows,
The Action Man shoot my groin with a shrink ray
Then suddenly, almost predictably,
Theoretically, if you could get through
Well, obviously, you're not serious
I-I-It just keeps falling apart.
forever haunting his subconscious mind.
Why be alone tonight?
That was so fucking scary.
Then suddenly, almost predictably,
Can't believe I actually said "clear!"
Eros -- kind of popular. I've got fans.
Leviathan draws near!
Okay, I have not seen that ever.
from my short-lived, ill-conceived Madonna phase.
And also I demand at least second base!
The doors of perception have opened all at once!
'Cause I'm always on Brock's team.
I'll give you nightmares you'll never recover from.
I-I got in the zone again.
and there do battle with the unwelcomed spirit.
You have not the skill and rakish good looks of The Rusty.
All right, that's uncalled for!
Well, aren't you the supe ego?
Merciless is the end!
forever haunting his subconscious mind.
Hey, many of these women could be murderous gold diggers,
They shall make sweet, sensual love for me.
oozing out of my gigantic pores.
I, too, suffered the grim cloud of listlessness,
the tragic-memory ducts,
I have seen The Rusty work his exquisite juju with women.
We have a complete cerebral shutdown to deal with
Why are you not insane yet?!
And then the chill hand of death takes The Rusty home.
And those rotten things.
Just -- just awful.
I am blessed by what he loves most --