(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
It's like six degrees
of Al-Qaeda in here.
What is this?
Ma'am, it's the only sunscreen
I could find here--
You look like the world's
least fucked geisha.
(SIGHS)
You know what we really need?
A cool name.
Libertonians!
Says what we're about.
No, sounds like a gay acapella
group.
My international reputation
is literally the only thing
that I have left, now.
That is not true,
you have amazing calves.
