Vinnie, for the umpteenth time, we are a synchronized flying team. Get your act together.
Where did I leave that darn cow. Come here Elsie. Mr. Borden will be angry if I don’t finde her soon.
TGIF and happy hour here I come. But no jello shots this week.
You have to love a neighborhood with real diversity.
They say we all look alike but I don’t buy that do you, Freddy?
Open your hymnals to Hymn 452, rise and let us sing.
At last we have arrived. LET THE PARTY BEGIN!
Okay, which one of you said there would be an open bar?
C’mon guys, it’s a new year, so let’s party like it was yesterday.
New Years Eve and I’m the traffic cop in Times Square. Drop the damned ball already.