"Civic? Wait, mine's a 92. Dang, that was close."
T.I. takes the stage to tell everyone that an 89 Civic still has its lights on.
Strangely enough, this is also how they drive together.
Taking the last bit of dignity the mechanical bull had, the riders relished in pulling his tail, which caused the bull to emit a loud honk like that of a clown car.
Bulls and jousting and stripes, oh my.
Misty and Meghann practice for the two person bobsled event in the next winter games.
Richard explains to Ben that his set could have gone on for a few more minutes, that it's alright, and that he just saved a bundle on his auto insurance.
Not even Marilyn can avoid the power of the telephoto.
Apparently she also believed she was fighting a bull.
Marcus catches Misty, twirling her about. This was more to make her dizzy and fall down than a sign of playfulness.
Slash: Which one of you wants to help wash my hair? I know it's in my contract somewhere.
Strum strum strum.
Her smirk had gotten her out of tough situations before. But she wasn't sure how it was going to get her more water.
"Wa....wahooo?"
