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

Also, I might have... umm... sort of... plowed his daughter. A little.

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.

Nobody's dick is that long, not even Long Dick Johnson, and he had a fucking long dick. Thus, the name.