Jess couldn't wait to see the look on Sean's face when he discovered the raw chicken in his drink. It was hilarious, because, you know, he likes chicken so much.
Paka's energetic singing of "Me So Horny" scared us. A lot.
No matter how hard they tried, the "we don't know this girl with the mic" routine wouldn't work this time.
Jess: Hey, you guys can't change the cha...woah. Is she? And he? And the trapeze? Hot damn, Kenny Rogers can wait.
Halfway thru their rendition of "Afternoon Delight"
Paka: Wait a minute. Is this song about nooners?!
Dorothy wasn't sure how Andria made those noises, but she hoped she'd never stop.
Andria was slightly embarrassed to find out that it was "wrapped up like a deuce" after her spirited first verse.
Steve: This poker party is gonna have a lot of karaoke, isn't it? No no, that's just fine. This is my fifth beer. Another half hour and everything you say will be hilarious.
On Lora's recommendation, Paka applied extreme pressure to his groin, hoping to finally hit that note in Bohemian Rhapsody.
Madeline (whispered): She keeps me in a closet. Send help.
Lora: Hava Nagila? Shit. I only speak Gentile.
Jess (internally): If he takes another picture of me I'm going to spend my winnings on myself. Or I'll make him buy feminine products. Yeah, that'll do.
Lora, knowing Paka was a sucker for a hug, took the opportunity to palm $5 worth of his chips. Paka, knowing Lora a thief, had licked all of his chips.
Paka: Psst. Hehe. I had these cards stuffed in my shoe the whole time. I think Sean suspects. No! Don't look at him.
