Well I... no, you know what. I can't do this. I know I just quit smoking and a character like you would be great for working stuff through, but I can't work with you.
Why not guy?
I'm just getting a creepy Doonesbury vibe off you. Sorry.
Ok people, we've revamped our corporate stragies, and in keeping with those changes, we've redefined all your roles in the company.
For example, Dave, your role will be to Bring Us Techniques and Technologies. We want you to do this agressively, so your new title is the B.U.T.T. Pirate.
Pete, you are now the Area Sales Supervisor. We need you in complete control of this department, so your new title is A.S.S. Master.
My love for you has grown to surpass all other emotion. I feel now, more than ever, the desire to express my love to you physically.
That's so sweet and I respect your honesty, but I don't feel that we are at that point yet. We wouldn't want to rush something that could be so wonderful.
We interupt "Turbans and Beards" for an important message from Ayatollah Assahola.
:O
I order Americans to stop making fun of my name! The name Assahola has deep roots in my family. I will not allow Assaholas to be teased and poked at in this manner!
What crawled up his Assahola and died?
We now return to "Handyman's Corner" Today we will be sand proofing our automatic weapons.
Fighting in this war has taught us a valuable lesson.
Ya, that people of colour and alcoholics can work together.
*KA-BLOEY*
Arrrrgh!
NOOO! Why god?! Why take Johnny!? His only crime was being a black man in a war movie. Oh ya...
*fap fap fap*
Hey soldier boy. I do you for 5 cents. Then I can feed my family and symbolize innocence lost in the path of the cold impersonnel war machine, all at the same time.