Chester: There was another time when Mike was in a really foul mood and we had to make a pit stop so he could use a porta potty.
Mike: Chester?!
Joe: I remember this one!
Chester: Anyways, Mike went to use the porta potty and we were waiting inside the RV. It was Joe's idea, but we all got out and started to rock the thing back and forth. We didn't mean to, but we ended up tipping the porta potty over while Mike was in it!
Mike: That was so not funny.
Joe: Yeah it was, you should have seen the look on your face when you got out of there!
Rob: Mike was covered in crap. He had to strip down before we let him back on the bus because he smelled so bad.
Chester: Then we attacked him with air freshener.
Brad: Lysol!
Brad: Jones soda rules!
Mike: I like the green apple.
Joe: Hehe green froggie apple!
Chester: Crushed mellon is good!
Rob: Hehehe you said mellon! (Sigh, and I thought you were the mature one. Tsk tsk.)
Mike: Mellon...Mellons...Bozoooooms!
Mike: Rob?
Rob: Hi, how's it going?
Mike: Any thoughts, concerns?
Rob: No, just chilling with Big Ben.
Rob: Hey, Joe, what are you listening to?
Joe: Uh, nothing...
Brad: He's listening to Chester's Madonna CD's.
Joe: No I'm not!
Chester: What?! i never said you could listen to them!
Joe: I'm not!
Chester: I'm gonna kill you, you hacker!
Joe: Leave me alone! *hides his face in his arms*
Mike: It's okay, Joe...Chester's not gonna hurt you...
Chester: Yeah i'm not gonna hurt you...i'm just gonna...
Joe: No! Not the froggy!
Rob: Chester...
Chester: Oh, ok...geez, i was just joking...
Joe: *sniffs* No you weren't...you were gonna...you were gonna..
Brad: Hey, do you want Mr. Froggy???
Phoenix: Yeah, Mr. Froggy won't hurt you...
Joe: Okay, thanks...
Rob: I live on a bus! (And I live in your pants. Joking! Heh. Yeah, joking. *looks around, runs off*)
Phoenix: Yeah, I live on a bus, that's my home.
Chester: Not only that, but you can't sleep anywhere but the fucking bus! I need to buy a bus and park it in front of my house, so that when I go home, at night when i go to bed, i just go to the bed. Or i need to install a half of a bus in my room, with bunks, so i can sleep in it.
Joe: I like, uh, kinda borrowed a few bucks from you, uh, Rob.
Rob: A few bucks? That's okay...how much did you take?
Joe: Whew, oh, just about 250 dollars or so...
Rob: WHAT!?!
Joe: Hey, you said it was alright...hehe
Rob: When you gonna pay me back?!
Joe: *thinks* Hehe, when I FEEL like it...(Joe, you evil little mofo! Ha ha!)
Interviewer: What do you listen to on tour?
Rob: Phil Colins, definitely. Texas.
Brad: Westlife.
Joe: The entire West Side Story soundtrack.
Brad: TV rock, like the Monkees.
Joe: And the Brady Bunch.
Rob: Back here we got the Phoenix. This is where we keep the Phoenix.
Phoenix: *playing a video game* You came in when I just lost too which dosen't happen that often.
Rob: *camera looks at Rob* Chester has the biggest collection of shoes. Chester has anywhere from ten to twenty pairs of shoes on tour with us.
Joe: We liken him to Imelda Marcos. *camera looks at Joe* Yes, I said that.
Chester: I'm sick of hearing people yelling. The only person I want to hear yell is me.
Brad: What about us?
Rob: Yeah, what about us? What happens when we're sick of that?