I must have written this in a weak moment. It was probably late at night and I was overly tired. Maybe I was sleep-writing. There really is no other way to explain letting Sebastian win one. I’m sorry folks, I promise it won’t happen again.
-Mark “Goint to go get some zees”
Seriously…What the smeg is a snard?
-Alex “In need of a dictionary”
Dinner. It’s what’s for dinner.
-Mark “Snards spokesman”