Yeah, that was a bummer. I wish I could have a hardon collider in my own home.

Stick it to the man, Blut.

I'm sorry you were disappointed when you got to the Franco-Swiss border today only to find you wouldn't be witness to any hardons colliding.

Well, you see, it's all about soul.
You may be right, though, but I have a New York state of mind and during all my life I've been a big shot, but all this pressure of honesty is really hard on me so I go to extremes to tell you that, hey girl, I like you just the way you are.

Hey Bludd, I stapled a picture of your face to my wife before trying to make love to her the night. Shortly thereafter, we were both raped by Sasquatch. 'Splain.