Well, says No-bark, we got a chupacabra with an automatic weapon. And that's when they get real quiet, 'cause now they see the predicament we're in.

Commie ghosts what don't know they're dead. Hoping to steal our rockets so they can fly up and paint the moon pink and draw a Lenin face on it.

[Speech 40/50] But the girl is sick.With classic symptoms of, uh... Vagina Dentata?

She just needs to realize the only difference between savage and sophisticated is the proper seasoning.

Jimmy? Little Jimmy - my, how you're grown up. So good of you to come visit your grandma.