Brendan rocks hardcore
Beaker gives blood
Dean busts a gut
Jay rocks out
"I like to jam my little fingers up your nose."
Good God! The hellsih cries can be heard from miles around.
Dean covers up after realizing exactly where Jay & Scrote's hungry stares were directed.
"Is that a Snickers Bar or a dog crap?" As usual, Dean's too cool to look.
Beaker and Dean demonstrate the fine art of traditional Greek dance.
A-DOY!
...speaking of fly mack-daddies...
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