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| Damn, Indy Pete! I haven't seen you in forever! Not since high school. What've been doing all these years? | |
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| Oh, nothing much. Last night I dug up my mother's grave and skinned her fresh corpse. I then stuffed "her" with about a hundred pounds of red meat and then made love to "her". | |
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| I get it...you're a performance artist! That's neat. I got a job making web sites. Cool, huh? | |
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| I'm going to make lingerie out of your skin. | |
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