The Wizard: So, what'll it be, bucket or bukkake?
The Sperminator: Bukkake sir, just don't shoot it in my ear, I might go deaf.
The Wizard: Funny,...katoys cum in your mouth all the time and you never shut the fuck up.
Yankee Crank: Sorry to say this GM but today's run will need to be my swan song. My body is too limping old.
Belly Dancer: That's a shame.
Fattus Maximus: May your expectations remain low.
The Sperminator: "Hasta la vista, baby.”
The Wizard: Panzer Fister go lay paper up this dense nasty ass thick jungle and I'll meet you on the other side at the "C" site.
Panzer Fister: Why don't you go up the nasty ass thick jungle cliff with me?
The Wizard: Can't, the angry farmer with the machete is out today drunk on lao khao, take Spermy with you.
The Sperminator: "Come with me if you want to live.”
Panzer Fister: Hummm, not sure if there's really a trail up there, its all wild bushwhack.
The Wizard: It can’t be bargained with. It can’t be reasoned with. It doesn’t feel pity, or remorse, or fear…
Panzer Fister: I have a very bad feeling about this.
The Sperminator: "Hashers,... It’s in your nature to destroy yourselves.”
Panzer Fister: But what if the virgins get lost?
The Wizard: No fate, but what we make.
The Sperminator: "Judgement Day"
Panzer Fister: And what will you tell the virgins if they never watched the Terminator series.
The Sperminator: I'll tell them to bring two stools to the circle and "I need your clothes, your boots, and your motorcycle.”
Cannon Ball: I thought we sacked Spermy last time he was the GM.
Beetroot Head: We did and the last thing we heard him say was....
The Sperminator: "I'll be back."
The Wizard: Yea, in a nappy.
On On
The Ghost Rider
