Lemmie tell you Randy, the winds of shit are changing. These yankees think they're smart, but they're just a bunch of fuck-monkeys. And I’ve got a pint of liquor and we’re gonna clean it up. Can you feel it? The cold sting of the Canadian shit-frost, yanks. It’s coming.
>>539570244Fuck off, Drunky McFuckclown
>>539570244Just remember Lahey, what comes around is all around.
>>539570244the winds of shithttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EIVHxY17yuA
>>539570805I think you mean what comes around goes around, Ricky.
>>539570244Hows'bout ya fukawf
>>539570244fucked 'er budhttps://youtu.be/ti7UHClC-8w?=2AEnH4iEwGNyPOys
I am the liquor.
>>539573980i dont even know how you act the 9/10 scene. it's dead on how i've been at some parties in the past.
>>539574187yeah the payphone swing there, i've fucking done that exact thing i swear
>>539574187Dunsworth was an extremely talented actor. It's a real shame he's gone.
Man’s gotta eat, Ricky.
>>539574285he liked building cairns. /out/ can get fucked
In this memorable scene, J-Roc mocks Randy's poor diet by listing the sounds he hears from his stomach: "I hear chicken. I hear cola fizz, and mustard and relish coagulating together with french fries and onion rings." He concludes that despite these noises, he doesn't hear a healthy heart, leading him to dismiss Randy's request for sympathy or assistance. This dialogue highlights the show's signature crude humor and the chaotic dynamic between the characters.
