Okay, Gabe... You dragged me down to your cave-basement. What's going on?
I need your advice...
Fire away!
Well... I'm starting college this fall, and I have no idea what I want to do with my life! Can you give me any insight?
I find that when I'm on the cusp of a major life decision, it's best that I first drink a savory cup of my world -famous, fresh-brewed coffee! Let me pour you a cup...
Dude... You have GOT to get off this coffee rant of yours!
TOBOR's side of the story: TOBOR just want to take a pee, but TOBOR can't 'cuz Tiki feels that he has to coach TOBOR. As if TOBOR didn't already fucking know how!
Okay, TOBOR... Just relax and let it flow. Relax, TOBOR. RELAX!! Relax and and let it flow! RELAX AND FLOW, GODDAMMIT!!
TOBOR can't when you're yelling at TOBOR!
Just picture a meadow with babbling brook and a cascading waterfall. Off in the distance you hear a goat saying, "Baa-aa-aa!" Okay? NOW, RE-FUCKING-LAX!!
TOBOR telling you dude,,, TOBOR CAN'T FUCKING PEE WITH YOU FUCKING STANDING THERE AND FUCKING YAMMERING AT TOBOR!!
My side of the story: TOBOR is un-fucking-coachable!
"Dear Fellow American... As you know, we were maliciously attacked on September 11, 2001, by a band of terrorists. As your President, I am doing everyting I can to defeat these scumbags...
"But, I cannot do it alone. I need your halp! Please, donate to my party, and I will make sure we blow up the entire Middle East! Sincerely, Dubya.