The Rainbow Killers take no prisoners.
Because they're killers. That goes against their ethos.
Their podcast about baking cupcakes and traditional lumberjacking is amazing.
An iguana, a t-rex and a Reno blackjack dealer walk into a bar...
Monkey rhino? Monkey rhino.
Lem thought it odd that a full sized dog was in the prop box, but it's what she grabbed.
Did Amy forget to feed her dinosaur before the party? I'm sure it's fine.
"I press this button and someone comes to top off my drink?"
York's musical theater knowledge was vast. But it cleared the room when he belted out the theme to Xanadu followed by the underwater song from Bedknobs and Broomsticks.
"I'm sorry, my nipple tore right through my shirt and vest. Leather vests just do something for me."
Smooches.
"We ride at dawn. Wait, maybe not dawn. That's pretty early and there's been drinking. Let's make it 11. More like a brunch ride."
Cheers.
Lost a sweater, gained a dog. And are those two brand new drinks?
"Nope, Amy is practically perfect in every way. No faults found. That t-rex isn't nearby, is it?"
Amy's favorite part about having a pet miniature t-rex was that it was cute AND could eat the chopped up remains of her enemies.