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Somewhere at a Christmas Party in Yankerville ....
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| Dude, are you really Dr. Phil ....!!!??? | |
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| Why yes little weird man ... I ... am ... DR. PHIL! | |
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| Nice to meet ya, son ... put'er there! | |
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Yes .... why did New York put those hand blowers in the bathrooms of every rest area stop?
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| Not on your life, Philly .... I wouldn't shake your hand for a bazillion dollars .... by the way, you left some of your pud on the sleeve. ... | |
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| DAMMIT! Why did New York ever put those damn hand blowers in the the bathrooms of the toll roads anyway! How am I suppose to wipe away my sins with a fucking hand blower!!!!! FIUCK!!! | |
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