I look like Walt Disney just threw up.

I'd rather drive the yellow brick road, you wouldn't happen to know of a rental car place around.

I'm convinced to do improv. All you have to do is listen to what people are saying to you, and then just add more information to what they've just said. That's all there is to improv, but it's the hardest thing to do.

You know, I've got a confession to make myself. I'm not really a priest, I've just got my shirt on backwards.

I look like Walt Disney just threw up.

The sky, the sky beyond the door is bluuuuuuue!

Two thongs don't make a right.