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You never run late when you never have any plans.
The system's not full.
Less dirt, more King Crimson.
There is more than one blunt surface in this town, my friend.
So, which hypothetical color scanner might I want to buy?
Plot twist.
Giant flyin' mouths on 5.
So, do the recycling people take, uh, road signs?
Feed a cold, drink a gallon of beer and stay up past midnight for the plague.
That's two commercials this break that associate dogs with back trouble.
At night, the ice weasels come.
Best place to run your car up on the sidewalk:  24th and Lyndale.
"Liar!  Liar!  Pants on fire!"
Which pen has a longer car-life, ballpoint or felt?
Huh.  My Visa bill came with a $13.52 rebate of some sort.  That cancels out one night at the bar.
Do I need a free ClickArt(tm) disk?
He don't know us too well, do he.
It's 12:00.  No it's not.  Yes it is.  No it's not.
Over and over.
Who says it matters to me?
Go ahead, say it.
Sure, the weather graphics look neat, but they also show cloud ceilings of about 500 miles.