There's an idiot on my back trying to knock the other idiot off my friend's back. Can things possibly get anymore stupid.
And during the game Carl had two fowls on him.
Ok, I'll count to 10 and you go hide. But if I find you, I get to eat you, right?
Toucan play dat gaem.
"Honey, why is there nothing to eat in here? It's your job to do the shopping, you know. Wouldja go out and get me a pizza and some brewskies before the game starts?"