A real man admits his fears. That's what I'm asking you to do here tonight. Who wants to go first? Um Im afraid of spiders coach! O yea me too! Now thats not what i...Ever been in bed and have one crawling on u? Man they be crawling on you? Yea! Thanks Juimbo You can just rock me to sleep tonite! Now thats not what i meant. I meant like fears on the field. You mean like spiders on the field coach? Can we get away from the spiders? Bees! Bees? Bees? Yea i dont know about them bees! Anyone afraid of anything other than insects? Quicksand! O yea quicksands a scary mother man first of all it sucjk u rite in and then if u scream u get all that muck in ur mouth!
Earl Wilikison! Man i thought i recognized you! man u would have been all pro if you wouldnt have beaten up them cops and gone to jail! I mean allegedly allegedly beaten up those cops cause a good Christian boy like you would never do nuthin like that!
Coach now u know this dont look natural! I look like i just jacked off an elephant!
Oh my God i forgot to tell u something....
Pain Heals. Chicks dig scars. And glory...last forever!
According to the Sentinels, it says Ray Smith is -- hey, that's weird. No college given, no high school. It just says he's been a resident of the state of Maryland for the last two years and two months, and that he likes to embroider.
I love to see a fat guy score! Why? Cause first you get a fat guy score, then you get a fat guy dance!
Good hit. Danny, in practice we don't hit the guys in the red shirts. I know, Coach, but I see that red and I just wanna go after it, like a bull, you know?
Nothing personal, but I don't date football players. Especially not quarterbacks. They are the biggest babies of all.
Old School
Sorry, your seatbelt seems to be broken. What do you recommend I do? I recommend you stop being such a "loser". You're in the backseat.
What are you doing? You tell anyone about this and I'll ******* kill you! I'm kidding, I'm kidding, we'll return him tonight, honey.
We're going streaking!
Max, can you earmuff it for me?
I'll be in the neighborhood later on, and I was wondering if maybe you wanted to get some frozen yogurt, or perhaps a whole meal of food, if that would be agreeable.
Frank, this is a safe place. A place where we can feel free sharing our feelings. Think of my office as a nest in a tree of trust and understanding. We can say anything here. Anything? Well, uh I guess I, deep down, am feeling a little confused. I mean, suddenly, you get married, and you're supposed to be this entirely different guy. I don't feel different. I mean, take yesterday for example. We were out at the Olive Garden for dinner, which was lovely. And uh, I happen to look over at a certain point during the meal and see a waitress taking an order, and I found myself wondering what color her underpants might be. Her panties. Uh, odds are they are probably basic white, cotton, underpants. But I sort of think well maybe they're silk panties, maybe it's a thong. Maybe it's something really cool that I don't even know about. You know, and uh, and I started feeling.....what? what I thought we were in the trust tree in the nest, were we not?
I told my wife I wouldn't drink tonight. Besides, I got a big day tomorrow. You guys have a great time. A big day? Doing what? Well, um, actually a pretty nice little Saturday, we're going to go to Home Depot. Yeah, buy some wallpaper, maybe get some flooring, stuff like that. Maybe Bed, Bath, & Beyond, I don't know, I don't know if we'll have enough time.
You're My Boy Blue!
I see Blue! He looks Glorious!
A little housewarming, to new beginnings. Uh, actually, I gave this to you for your wedding. This model? No, this exact one.