Hey little girl... you wanna treat?
Through clenched teeth, in a fit of rage, Nash asks me why there is nothing on his head.
Buckle up, Bone Head. You're going for a ride!(Bruce Campbell)
The upper crust.
"Hee hee!!!"
It took Nash hours to arrange shaved ham into a flower hat.
Nash wonders how many shortcakes make a tallcake?
I carried a watermelon!?!
Nobody puts Check in a corner... while she carries a watermelon.
It is not for Geisha to want. It is not for Geisha to feel. Geisha is an artist of the floating world. She dances. She sings. She entertains you, whatever you want. The rest is shadows. The rest is secret.
Just you and me, Punk Rock Dog!
Is he a unicorn or dinosaur? You make the call.
You say it's your birthday? It's Nash's birthday, too, yeah!
Nash does his best Betty Grable.