biff. why is it that all you want from me when i get home now is for me to let you into the damn bedroom? what ever happened to greeting me at the door with a cacophony of double-meows? we're going to have to get you re-wired soon. as soon as we get the finances straightened out. i promise you.

jim's meatloaf contains an entire bottle of heinz xx chili sauce. it smells wonderful according to him. i beg to differ. i beg.

contract contract, where's the fucking contract ira you sonuvabitch you're not worth the 1750/2 that we paid you?

hi yuki, what time are you coming -- was it saturday or friday -- i can't remember, because i took friday off and i'm going to have fun with or without you!