Letterkenny - Season 1 Edit

A bit of fuss down at the church the other day.

A black‐bearded titmouse or some kind of shit.

A couple hockey players come up to the produce stand the other day...

A dibs is a dibs is a dibs.

A few weeks off there. Oh, you noticed.

A guy's girlfriend is having a hard time parking the car, right?

A little fuck me, fuck you?

A little fuck me, fuck you. Free nose jobs.

A little three‐on‐oneskie?

A little three‐on‐twoskie?

A pack of coyotes come right up the back porch the other night,

A possum? WAYNE: That's right.

About Tanis...

About that dance you were going to save her.

About you. (MOANS) Sorry.

Across the rainbow road level of Mario Kart for Nintendo 64? I don't know, what the fuck.

After a donkey kicked him.

After that, we got Rat Ass.

After your dust up over the weekend, safe to assume you're fighting again?

Again,

Agreed. And we should also get Katy into the fracas. I'll talk to her.

Agricultural Halls are for agricultural music.

Agricultural Halls are for Agricultural music.

Ahem, I recommend recording through a professional studio mic

Ain't no reason to get excited.

All day. I don't give a shit about your kids.

All in favor say, "Aye!"

All right, can we, uh, part the hick sea here?

All right, cool it.

All right, Dairy, let's go.

All right, Daryl. Pitter‐patter.

All right, let me take peek see? Pitter‐patter.

All right, let's talk about the challengers.

All right! (CHEERING)

All right?

All right.

All right. Donald Trump of rump!

All right. I will.

All right. Now imagine,

All right. So, hit me.

All right. Won't be rude.

All this beaking is kiddie pool shit.

All up that big city slam piece.

All your allegations... All of them, completely fricken' false. Baseless.

All your own music.

All‐day bookings is a big boost for us. So, I couldn't say no.

Allegedly.

Allegedly.

Allegedly.

Allegedly.

Allegedly.

Allegedly.

Allegedly. Let's see...

Alley oop.

Allons‐y.

Although, I didn't peg you for a pipe fitter, Wayne.

Although, if you eat spam, you'll get good farts.

Although, that one's a straw bale.

Always bar downskie.

Always had a skilled hand in wrangling vermin.

Amateurs. Money, generated from the site!

An A‐1 box shot, you fuckin' barbarian.

And a Creed T‐shirt on.

And a Creed T‐shirt on.

And a little cauliflower blue feather

And after that, we got Joint Boy.

And all Wayne's got on is a pair of cut‐off jean shorts

And also make you think like...

And be like, "Hey, why don't you comes over here and takes a shits?"

And contains fructose

And fucked a hen right in front of her chicks.

And go like a hot damn.

And he fucked an ostrich.

And he got Welzy into it.

And he had to show it to his mum.

And he points it up at Wayne and says some real Clint Eastwood‐sounding shit.

And he said, "Glen,

And he says, "Hey, why don't you come take a shits in the girls' bathroom?"

And he was never really the same after that.

And he's gots to show it to his mum because apparently one of his testicles was showing.

And I don't care who knows it.

And I don't know, maybe meet up

And I enjoy a horizontal refreshment for my vertical smile

And I got to say that's what I appreciates about you.

And I just found out he's ambidextrous.

And I like it because you can put different filters on all of your farts and it's fun.

And I thought a night at the Burning Bush might help him out.

And I went over there with my second‐cousins.

And I will be spinning under all of my aliases.

And I will hear about it,

And I'll feed you a Kentucky Klondike Bar, you little twat.

And I'll owe you one.

And I'm Jessica.

And I'm sorry again about all this heat.

And if that thing doesn't latch onto my nipple ring,

And if yous come back for so much as to pump your gas...

And it's annoying.

And it's annoying.

And just as a heads up, it is a rave,

And killed the both of you before you fuckin' rolled out and started fucking up.

And leprechaun buckles on his shoes.

And let 'em loose at Stewart's rave.

And look where it got them, schmelt!

And mark my words, one day, we'll get ya.

And none of this beauty's farts.

And not one of this grain fed,

And now they tell me it's for finding dudes.

And rip farts on each other to keep warm

And Ryan Poo‐gent Hopkins.

And see what else is hangin' around in there while we're at it?

And she wants to get his attention,

And she's a damn fine woman.

And so I said to the Lord,

And talkin' about sleds.

And that it was made for gay men to sodomize each other?

And that's how he met his lovely Eunice.

And that's what I appreciates about you.

And that's your lesson for today, folks, farts always win.

And the business is failing without his expertise.

And the driver's fumin' pissed.

And then?

And there's a backstage pass with your name on it.

And there's no one around to hear it, is it still a dibs?

And they fells in love, and they've been together ever since.

And they just walked over and yanked that thing out of my nipple

And waited for them to fall in.

And we want 30%.

And we're in the Lord's house, I'm gonna play you

And which part of that appeals to you?

And yeah.

And you green‐lit that tom‐fuckery?

And you guys will post it

And you missed to a better one at the Ag Hall last weekend.

And you must be Wayne. Mmm‐hmm.

And you took away our only source of income when you trashed our meth lab!

And you went behind our backs and stole'd it.

And you've done me a favor, so I'd be willing to shake your hand and call it a day.

And your dad thought you were stoned.

And your friends' farts.

And? And it's none of my business.

And? Well, they burrow up for the winter,

Another hour of the fun stuff on deck.

Anyhoo, when he was a kid, Jackass comes out on the air,

Anyhow, this one time his pal texts him up,

Anything down the road will be negotiated in good faith.

Anyways, backs to Joint Boy.

Apricot Toblerone Cocktail.

Are intellectually, creatively, artistically,

Are we though?

Are we?

Are you fucked up right now?

Are you on meth right now?

Are you referring to Christian Fart Mingle?

Are you with me? Always.

As that is how you've conducted business in the past.

At coyotes that night and caught one right in the butt hole, fuck.

At least that's according to my cousin.

At least we keep it clean. We just sell cigarettes

Atta be sures, eh?

Atta boy.

Attaboy!

Aurora Borealis‐themed Salvador Dali drug orgy

Aw, should I get you a tissue, Sally?

Aw. More of a didgere‐don't?

Awfully pedestrian effort from our boys tonight, Katy.

Bag skate. Tomorrow, 6:00 a. m.

Bald‐headed, bearded dudes what looks like a whole bunch of surly uncles.

Ball park six to eight?

Ball up and bang out, bud.

Be prepared, because once this blows up they'll probably ask me to do it quarterly.

Bear in mind there is no wrong answer to this question.

Beats fighting an ostrich fucker.

Because he smokes lots of joints, Dairy.

Because I like his farts?

Because I'm not coming back for 30 percent,

Because the last time I checked,

Because they're too small, shirt‐tucker.

Before I'd reach in there. And I'm going to tell ya.

Before we scamper up into some trees

Beggars can't be choosers.

Being the toughest guy in Letterkenny is important to me.

Bent over a stump of a tree.

Best ass‐wash of your life.

Better buy all the smokes.

Better slow down there, Big‐shoots.

Better than going into business with a meth head? One or two.

Between your meth pals and my daughter.

Bi‐weekly!

Bieber. The pop star.

Big city billet moms. Big city billet sisters.

Big city slams, idiot.

Big city slams, Schmelt.

Big eyes?

Big eyes.

Big fuckin' day, Dairy. Big fuckin' day!

Big fuckin' day! Ow.

Big roadie to the big city this weekend, Schmelt.

Bird up. Just rippin' anti‐gravity press.

Biscuits top titties, bar downskies.

Bit surprised to see you here, I'm being honest.

Blessed with a very healthy gastro‐intestinal system.

BOTH: But we dibs'd those digis!

BOTH: But we dibs'd those digis!

BOTH: This isn't over! Jinx. You owe me a Coke.

BOTH: This isn't over. Jinx, you owe me a Coke.

BOTH: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Boulevard of Broken Dreams.

Boy band karaoke, cupcake decoration station,

Boy howdy.

Boy, howdy.

Boy, I'm gonna tell ya that's what I'm gonna do, holy fuck.

Boy, you're havin' quite a day, Super‐chief.

Boys!

Break 'em up, break 'em up.

Brokeback Mountain?

Brooksy's got a hern‐dog. Seri‐dog?

Buck a dart.

Buck a dart. Buck a dart.

Buckets off? Fuckin' rip over there and just conflict.

Buckets off. Fuckin' go time.

Buckle up 'cause they're fuckin' ugly.

Buh‐doo!

Bullshit, buddy. That's not what the poster says, buddy.

Bunch of basics.

Bust on. Bust up. Download the scrap app.

But 'cept do you wanna know what? I'm gonna help you..

But 'cept do you wanna know what? What's that?

But also, "Fuck! It's your house."

But are friends with everyone along for the test drive.

But can confirm deer season's over.

But deadly. You are an idiot.

But did you actually think you were the only ones in the world to have it?

But don't lead with the touchin', though.

But don't think that we're gonna sit here and enjoy listening to you lie.

But first, can you... Let's just try...

But first, let's sing a hymn. No.

But for farts?

But I am clean and sober.

But I can't quite see you right now.

But I guess there's a lot worse things

But I think we've got bigger fish to fry right here.

But I'll go down on you.

But if you do like one, then you can see how close they are

But instead leaned in close, got a bit handsy

But it's a donkey dressed up like a unicorn. Katy!

But look how cute they are.

But Menergy Spa is still like, a thing though, right?

But never more than two packs of smokes.

But okay.

But only because you have this weird...

But see, I had just got that message from someone else.

But she may have added a crochet pattern sweater on account of the breeze.

But sure as God's got sandals it beats fightin' dudes with treasure trails.

But that doesn't solve our problem here. Dary.

But that's cause Royze was hangin' out with Tolzy and that guy's a fuckin' pigeon.

But that's cause Royze was hangin' out with Tolzy and that guy's a fuckin' pigeon.

But that's it, buddy.

But that's some bullshit, right?

But the internal computer mic will work for now.

But there isn't, so you're gonna have to just keep pickin' 'em off with the .22.

But this pretty young girl just dropping a shits,

But trust me, watching was enough.

But wait...

But we need to get to this level!

But we own 30 percent.

But we're all hicks here.

But we're pretty good.

But we're pretty good.

But we've got to get to this level.

But what type of prick doesn't stand up and shake another man's hand?

But when he opens the bathroom door, what does he find?

But would ya? Oh, negative.

But you haven't smoked the electric lettuce since grade eight.

But you started, you mind finishing?

But, drop the "The." Just, Fartbook. It's cleaner.

But, uh...

But... (SIGHS)

Buy you a drink? Okay.

Call me cake!

Call your guy. (SMIRKS)

Came in here wearing a pair of Fandango pink pastel khakis

Can always count on old Katy‐Kat.

Can confirm.

Can confirm.

Can I get you a drink?

Can you take this one, please?

Can't believe your sister's still dating these nut sacks.

Cartoonish. We're in.

Cartsy. Burnsy.

Carzy and his billet sister got Colzy fucked up once.

Cash deal.

Caught a bad case of the Native flu, or what?

Center ice. Puck drop.

Charcuterie.

Charmeleon, Charizard, fuckin' Charmander.

Chirp Tim Riggins. I fuckin' dare you.

Christ be with you, Wayne. Hello.

Christ, I would snort her dandruff.

Christ, Katy, put some fuckin' clothes on.

Christ.

Christ. McMurray.

Claiming to be the toughest guys in Letterkenny.

Co‐rect. Ten‐four, good buddy.

COACH: You need to get in shape!

Coast‐to‐coast out there, buddy.

Coffee? Tea? Sega?

College and university kids will be home for the summer next week.

Cologne is too expensive. I just use sunscreen. Banana Boat.

Colzy is always with Kitzy and Burzy.

Come again?

Come off it.

Come on, come on!

Come over here and join me for a sec.

Corebelo Love Potion.

Could be worse.

Could have been a wolf. There's wolf's in the back bush.

Could indeed.

Could not get through O Canada without getting a boner.

Couldn't find a Flirtini.

Couldn't find Sparkling Mango Sorbet Float.

Count it if you like.

Criss Angel mind‐freak‐ looking‐motherfucker.

Cross fart. How many times you pulled your horn today, bud?

Cut off her balls? Correct.

Dairy, come on.

Dairy, that's for girls.

Dairy. DARYL ON PHONE: Wayne. Clinic. Pick up. Not feel good.

Dairy. Hey, Dairy.

Dairy. What's the fuss?

DAN: All they do is go alls out, don'ts they?

DAN: All this.

DAN: And now he thinks he's the toughest guy in Letterkenny.

DAN: Bring the plunger, we may have to break this one up.

DAN: Daryl's super soft birthday party?

DAN: Gail, looks like the John's allergic to fudge.

DAN: Hear, hear.

DAN: I said it! I regret nothing.

DAN: I think maybe we pulled the cord too quick on that, you parachute.

DAN: I think maybe we pulled the cord too quick on that, you parachute.

DAN: I'm gonna clock this shitty wolverine.

DAN: Incorrect.

DAN: Is there anymore trail mix?

DAN: No!

DAN: No. IBS, the International Business Solution?

DAN: Now he thinks he's the toughest guy in Letterkenny.

DAN: Ready.

DAN: So. The agenda.

DAN: That's when you cut off her balls.

DAN: The white stuff

DAN: You know, I've been thinking about Fartbook...

DAN: You too, Jonesy.

Dan?

Dangling in front of their faces. They fucking love it.

Darts off, boys.

Daryl, girl, Wayne.

Daryl, Rage Monkeys. Daniel. Wayne.

Daryl, what happened?

DARYL: Anything for a little bit of an edge, am I right?

DARYL: Better have a peek‐see, Wayne.

DARYL: Dandruff is a fungus. I think you mean you'd sniff her flakes.

DARYL: Hey, Joint Boy's here.

DARYL: Hey.

DARYL: I don't...

DARYL: I think you mean, "Cut off his balls."

DARYL: Is that who she is?

DARYL: No one likes a fart that sounds too staged.

DARYL: Oh, that's that city boy.

DARYL: Possum. WAYNE: That's right.

DARYL: That's a Texas size 10‐4.

DARYL: That's the toughest guy in Letterkenny.

DARYL: We asked your help with our idea

DARYL: Well, have you noticed all the well‐groomed dudes here?

DARYL: Why not? He's tougher than hell.

DARYL: Why? 'Cause that might be a little too punk rock, Dary.

DARYL: You can kiss my ass‐thetician.

Daryl. Oh, fuck. Shit. Cunt. Fuck...

Deadly.

Deal.

Deal. (CLEARS THROAT)

Deal. No! No deal.

Deetzy. Brooksy.

Devon, we're missing $2000.

DEVON: For what?

DEVON: Oh, okay, okay, uh...

Dibs on Devon, bro.

Did something bite you? WAYNE: A possum.

Did you get that stump out of the ground today?

Did you know that Daryl used to get boners every morning

Did you know that it was originally called Grindr

Did you know that men can wear the fragrance CK ONE as well as women?

Did you know there's a type of bird called a Bushtit?

Did you know you can use shaving cream to get permanent marker off your hands?

Did you not know skunks are immune to bee stings?

Did you pay a little extra to go all the way with a ripper in the back room again?

Did you stop and smoke a joint for a bit and then jump right back in there?

Didn't I just catch you cruisin' Grindr?

Didn't I just catch you cruisin' Grindr?

Didn't realize you were big fan of the didge.

Didn't your coach tell you to get in shape?

Dig deep, bare down, you fuckin' hero.

Dime a dart.

Dime a dart.

Ding.

Dirty fucking dangles, boys.

Disney games prevail!

Distribute some free literature.

DJ Pimpy Longstockings, DJ Peter Blumpkin,

DJ White Power Nap, DJ White Power Bottom.

Do I go inside and spread Angie right out on the bar when she gets here?

Do I just reach for him? That's a better idea than going in head first.

Do you guys remember the fragrance Brut?

Do you know what dick dingers are?

Do you know what Dick Dingers are?

Do you know what that means?

Do you wanna do it? You want one?

Do you wanna know what, Gail?

Do you wanna know what? He's right.

Do you wanna know what? I'd reach into a pirate hooker's chamber pot

Do you wanna know what? That's your problem right there.

Do you want this to be the softest birthday party ever or not?

Do you want to fight with those shades or play pokerstars.com?

Do you want to hear the best part?

Does a duck with a boner drag weeds?

Does that taste right?

Doesn't matter. She'll perform.

Dog fuckin' means no dancin'.

Don't be such a sally.

Don't get so drunk you couldn't use it even if you had the option.

Don't give him too much space, buddy. He'll dangle.

Don't look at your hand

Don't lose.

Don't set the bar too high, mutant.

Don't think I've ever seen that before.

Don't want people talkin'.

Don't. Don't what?

Don't... Don't know really what that is.

Driving a '94 Jeep YJ with a wave decal on the side.

Dude, I can't hold your spitter. You're holding my spitter.

Dug six foot holes, put a skunk in each one

Duh. The fuck else am I going to do around here?

Each member will be able to upload three farts.

Each member will post a picture to their farts.

Eat, sleep, lamp.

Eduardo. We're ranking farts.

Either way, I's impressed and I'd let out an audible gasp

Either way, whole unit's more cauliflowered than a UFC fighter's ear.

Either way, you know, get in there, pal.

Emotionally, or spiritually capable of doing.

End of the lane way. Don't come up the property.

End of the lane way. Don't come up the property.

Enough cologne to offend a Bangkok lady boy.

Especially and including you idiots,

Even all these people here who hate you,

Ever heard anything about that guy fucking an ostrich?

Ever heard of Plenty of Farts?

Every year, Daryl's mom used to throw him these birthday parties when he was a kid.

Everybody whose got a cat or a kid,

Everyone hates asbestos. Asbestos is the answer

EVERYONE: Aye!

Everything about that so right. Wrong.

Exactly like a Facebook.

Exactly.

Except kids falling off bikes maybe. Fuck, I could watch kids fall off bikes

Except, did you ever really stop to think about one thing, did you?

Excuse me, boys.

Eyes on your own work there, super chief

Fartbook dies today.

Fartbook.

Farts should never come between the love of a man and a woman.

Ferda!

Ferda!

Ferda. Ferda.

Ferda...

Fight him or shut the fuck up.

Fight. Injure. Kill.

Fine.

Fine. Fine.

Firing what?

First one's free.

First thirsty Thursday of the season, boys.

First up, we've got Sled Ted.

Fish oil, vitamin C, vitamin D,

Five years with Angie, we figured you were a concrete clam slammer.

Florida State seminal vesicles and nobody laughed.

Fluff you then.

For a bit of "How's your father?"

For being a d‐jen with a drug dealer.

For example,

For example... (IMITATING DRUM ROLL)

For kids to start taking shits in places what weren't meant for taking shits in.

For Sunday morning.

For the better part of 48 hours. Out on the decks.

For the boys.

For the people that drive the electric cars.

For the whole week? Yes, sir.

Forced rep super sets.

Four to six for. Best plan.

Fourth line for life, bro.

Front end differential. Alternator. Battery.

Fuck, greasiest skid I ever seen.

Fuck, Lemony Snicket, what a series of unfortunate events

Fuck, no, buddy!

Fuck, was he a beaker.

Fuck, you're naked as a jay bird.

Fuck, you've been to Winners lately?

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuckin' A.

Fuckin' Charmander.

Fuckin' dangles, boys!

Fuckin' delts to die for, buddy.

Fuckin' embarrassing!

Fuckin' long hair don't care, bro.

Fuckin' love this kid.

Fuckin' love this snipe. We're snipe selling, boys.

Fuckin' safety off, boys.

Fuckin' Stewart, bro. Fuckin' Stewart, bro.

Fuckin' Stewart. Fuckin' skids.

Fuckin' suck at hockey, two‐two!

Fuckin' what?

Fuckin' wreck this kid. Fuckin' kill this kid.

Fuckin'... Shed 'em!

Fucking $25,

Fucking vampire... Pipe down, idiots.

Full Bieber eyes. What's that?

Gail, we've summoned you here today to talk about your Fartbook profile.

GAIL: And then I will...

GAIL: Fuck you, Stewart.

GAIL: How are yous? WAYNE: Not too bad.

GAIL: It won't be long before you have the option.

GAIL: What?

Gail. Duh...

Gailor, how are ya now?

Geez, Basic Jay must have been a shit fighter to lose to that ass‐hat.

Gentlemen.

Get after it. Rear end differential.

Get home!

Get in the house.

Get mom and dad to pick you up after you all swim?

Get our pops, Schmelt.

Get outta the way, I'm growing a tail.

Get ready to give him the size nine's if he jukes by me.

Get some feedback. Iron out the bugs.

Gets 50 bucks off their bar tab.

Ginny, Ginny, Ginny. Hmm.

Ginny, where are you?

Give 'er the guts.

Give a young man 30 idle seconds and he's gonna get a boner.

Give me a minute.

Give or take, eight planets.

Give us...24 hours.

Give your balls a tug, you tit fucker!

Glen just did his didgeridoo solo.

Glen will show you.

GLEN: Cheese and rice.

GLEN: Guess what, boys and girls?

GLEN: Sad face, sad face, angry face.

GLEN: There she is, Ginny, come on up here. Come up, Ginny.

Glen? Glen? Yes.

Glen. GLEN: Wayne.

Go away. (HOARSELY) Let's go.

Go easy down there, Squirrely Dan.

Go easy, squirrely Dan. Thank you.

Go on. More than two coats of paint.

Go talk to her.

Go talk to her.

Go time!

Go time! Go time!

Go.

Go.

Go. Gotta start with burpees, buddy.

God help us all.

God is good.

Goddamn right you may.

Gonna be the softest birthday party ever.

Gonna hurt your balls, bro.

Good 'n you?

Good 'n you? Not so bad.

Good and you?

Good and you? Not so bad.

Good and you? Not so bad.

Good and you? Not so bad.

Good enough, McMurray.

Good enough.

Good enough.

Good going.

Good news is,

Good to have you back, big brother.

Good way to get a finger in your bum.

Good work, Shoresy.

Good, and you?

Good.

Good.

Good. And you? Not too bad.

Gordon Korman's This Can't Be Happening at Macdonald Hall.

Got a bit banged up after work the other day...

Got a dome on him like an Easter Island statue.

Got a little trouser trauma?

Got a skunk sleeping underneath us, right now.

Got his nuts are all bunned up

Got that fuck, buddy.

Got this big entourage of guys,

Got us labeled as a meth town, idiot.

Gotta be a horse. You don't fuck with tradition.

Gotta catch 'em all. Bulbasaur, Ivysaur, Venusaur,

Gotta say, fellas, this is coming together nicely.

Grab a knee boys.

Grab some nappies, maybe?

Great. Let's go!

Grindr?

Guess he could have had a cold.

Guess those days are over, though.

Gutty. Yeah, a little gutty.

Had an ostrich farm

Had close to 30 shits, though.

Had to go into full cougar mode with an 18‐year‐old.

Had to. Agricultural Hall is low on funds.

Half‐clapper, top cheddar.

Hang on... No, no, no. You hang on. All right?

Happy birthday, Dairy.

Happy birthday, it's your special day Dairy. DAN: Birthday beats! Birthday beats!

Hard no.

Hard no.

Hard no.

Hard no. My sweetie, Margaret, is a first class gal.

Has done a lot of sneaking around and maintaining it so well.

Hate doing legs.

Have a dart. Yeah, I'd have a dart.

Have an eye for the fertility, boys.

Have I adequately answered your condescending question?

Have you shit yourself? You look like you've got an awkward boner.

Haven't had a drink in three days.

Having a beer watching Pete hang a piss down his own basement stairs.

He also had an imperial purple...

He beat up a guy named Brains.

He did all right. Didn't you, Wayne?

He fucked an ostrich.

He gave her his peas, she gave him herpes.

He had a deep carrot orange fedora with a burnt orange stripe

He is otherworldly.

He just really likes sleddin', boys.

He made an upgrade. Short trip.

He said that he's gonna give us a donkey. Nope.

He says to Wayne, he says,

He says, "No, I have chlamydia."

He says, "You should get tested."

He sent coursing through my entire body.

He spent some time in the bathroom

He tore open his ball sack trying to do a skateboard trick

He was arrested for assaults after he beats the shits

He what?

He'd break it. He'd break your bed.

He'll dangle all the fuckin' way to outer space.

He'll show to just about anybody when he's drunk.

He's a... Wait.

He's gonna think that you wanna turn on the jets.

He's having off‐season surgery for a sports hern‐dog.

He's hunting bear now.

He's not really a fuckin' basic.

He's out four to six.

Heads on down to the washroom there,

Heard you doin' all right at Buck Hunter.

Heck! You wouldn't mind a quick heads up from a fella

Hello, Daryl. Oh, fuck.

Hello? Stewart?

Hello.

Hello.

Here to support the boys.

Here. Here's the one I like the best.

Here's a tip.

Here's a tip. Don't sneeze when you're taking a piss.

Here's a tip. It's really hard to get tuna out of your dick hole.

Here's what we've done. I am, at this point,

Hey, but then we're here for donnybrook, not him and his buddies, buddy.

Hey, Devon.

Hey, has Katy liked any of your farts on Fartbook?

Hey, how's school going, Schmelt?

Hey, I heard about your break‐up, buddy.

Hey, I'll call Stewart.

Hey, it's okay.

Hey, Katy, you look beautiful.

Hey, neighbor said he's not gonna give us a horse this year.

Hey, schmelt.

Hey, shouldn't you boys be watching Friday Night Lights

Hey, shut the fuck up.

Hey, wait.

Hey, Wayne. How many planets are there?

Hey, we're missing 2k. Yeah, I took it for the rave.

Hey, why are crabs always so tired?

Hey! Hey!

Hey! Hey! Fuck it!

Hey! I'm not talking to you.

Hey! It's time.

Hey! Pipe down, shit head.

Hi, Daryl. Christ be with you.

Hi, everybody.

Hi, Katy KATY: Go home, Daryl.

Hi, Katy.

Hi, Katy. Go home, Daryl.

Hi.

Hi.

His back acne was extraordinary.

His dick alone would break your bed.

Hit me. Come on. I love pain.

Hmm? Back to the ones and twos.

Hmm? How are you now?

Hmm. I'm not friends with everyone.

Hockey players have the nicest asses.

Hold it

Hold my spitter.

Hold my spitter.

Hold my spitter.

Hold your finger here for as long as you can.

Hold your horses there. Let's put this to a vote.

Honestly though, just take off your jumper.

Hoovering up that white powder of theirs.

Hope this serves as some sort of consolation.

Horse was half cut though.

How are we going to do this?

How are we gonna fuck that pig?

How are ya now? Not so bad.

How are you now?

How are you now?

How are you now? GLEN: Good, and you?

How are you now? Hey.

How are yous?

How be I give him the size twelve and a halfs instead?

How come I've never heard of him before?

How come you don't watch us play anymore?

How did this happen, bro?

How do we get the word out about the business?

How do you know?

How does a fella get caught up in that sort of business?

How good is God?

How many aliases have you had?

How they get fucked.

How?

How're ya now? Not so bad and you?

How's gonna people know what you did?

How's team morale?

However, shove that baby through the Hudson filter...

Huh?

Huh?

Huh?

Huh. No. Huh.

Huh... I cried.

Hum a high hard one. Hit the red light district.

Hunter S. Thompson would have had a field day.