…and God was like, "Whatever".

You are a lickemalotopus today.

Then the whole car smells like weird chemical candy ass!

… and occasionally you make me go poo.

Goat and pig and noodles.

Listen to my button motion!

…but not like American trashed.

I might be pullin’ a Cheech if I try to make it all the way back to punish the hotel.

I wanta go ta American Candy World!!!

You’re weird but your nose isn’t that weird.