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You mind pulling the platter?

Mr. Beanstick overslept a great amount in the last head of our best-selling flavors,

but this place won't be inhabitable for another six months!

Remember me yet?

Don't worry, we'll just hang out in front of the house beside these garbage cans.

The time will just fly by.

Hey, that was boring. Let's get a hotel.

Propane.

Bobby, I got propane in my urethra. We'll be right back with school area million pairs!

We don't belong here. I mean, look at all these weirdos.

I stole my penis from Matt. I got ***** and had sex with my boss's car.

I huffed propane.

Oh, that's Omar, always getting into trouble.

And if you're one of the millions who enjoys his adventures, or should I say, misadventures,

it's time to show your support.

Oh, that's our alien, Roger. He lives in Auratic, but no one can know.

And don't tell anybody about Auratic.

Hello? Oh, make way, Maya.

Hey, you're not gonna believe this. I'm over here with Joe, and he's got a spray tan.

Oh, my God! What happened to Nightmare?

Oh, Lois. Thank God, it was just a dream.

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