The Nudie Bar Song When the hooters are round and your wife is underground... When all you need is a dollar to hear her scream and hollar... When you hang your coat on the hanger and you wish you could bang her... Where you sit with your bone and go home alone... Where you stare and drool and put those girls through school...
"Forecast for tomorrow: A few sprinkles of genius with a chance of doom!"
00:09:11 Combat Your Tachyon Afocal Maser I perfectly strikes Angel Battlestation, wrecking for 0 damage.