“Now you listen to me. I have 10,000 thetans waiting to board this plane. If you don’t do what’s necessary to make room for them, I will call in the midget ninja”
C’Mon guys. It’s so simple maybe you need a refresher course. It’s all ball bearings nowadays. Now you prepare that Fetzer valve with some 3-in-1 oil and some gauze pads. And I’m gonna need ’bout ten quarts of anti-freeze, preferably Prestone. No, no make that Quaker State.
“Now, Mr. John, the tickets for this here dinner came in the mail a month ago. Bein’ that you wanted me to go wit’ you, how come you wait till we in the car and on the way there before you ask me?”
Hottie Vinnie Barbarino turned out damned funny looking.
That’s because he’s had his face cut off and sewed back on like 10 times.
Looks a little like Arnold there, creepy.
“Now you listen to me. I have 10,000 thetans waiting to board this plane. If you don’t do what’s necessary to make room for them, I will call in the midget ninja”
C’Mon guys. It’s so simple maybe you need a refresher course. It’s all ball bearings nowadays. Now you prepare that Fetzer valve with some 3-in-1 oil and some gauze pads. And I’m gonna need ’bout ten quarts of anti-freeze, preferably Prestone. No, no make that Quaker State.
still damn funny after all these years.
“You’re seriously telling me that you can tell this is a rug. Seriously?”
The toupee looks terrible today Johnny
“Are you the guy that stole my vintage Mercedes?”
This was my favorite exhibit at Madame Tussauds!
“You remind me of Ving Rhames; oh, the times we had on that set…”
“I didn’t ask you to wash my windows.”
Barbarino laugh, huh huh huh, yeah somebody stoled my Mercedes! Huh huh huh they are dead when I catch them! Huhhuhuh
Nice hair doiley, John.
I guess there was a Groupon for plastic surgery this week.
Joe Francis ALMOST makes a clean getaway on his private jet, but the latest reports of his douche-nozzleism have caught up to him (yet again…)
Not Pictured: Travolta’s boyfriend waiting at the bottom of the boarding stairs for his usual pre-flight kiss.
“Now, Mr. John, the tickets for this here dinner came in the mail a month ago. Bein’ that you wanted me to go wit’ you, how come you wait till we in the car and on the way there before you ask me?”
Take it from a pilot: Only douchebags wear leather jackets while flying their pressurized, climate-controlled jets around Douchevania.
Look, we’re all hetero on the ground, but what happens above 10,000 feet stays above 10,000 feet. Got it?
“Yea, I fly to a lot of fabulous places. Exotic ones too. Hey, what kind of questions are these?”
Why does John Travolta think that every black man looks like Samuel L Jackson and has to get back into character?
“We happy? Vincent, we happy?”
“No, we melting.”
Its a 50/50 bet on what will liftoff first: the plane or the toupee.
Do you think my obviously dyed hair and eyebrows offset my pale, waxy complexion?
ROFL