Just give me the meat and no one gets beat.

I'll do it! I will! Don't test me! Keep your nasty Triscuits, I want Cheez-Its!

I don't know about that vent. I anticipate some overheating. Don't burn your mouth.

That's pretty punny!

Yep, that's about the size of my hangover the day after the big game. The beers, they just kept diving down my throat.

Alamo Drafthouse has outdone themselves with their big Valentine's Day feast. This needs to be a nationwide event.

Quite.

Don't drink too much before you venture into the fire swamp or you might stumble to your death.