Madeline: I'm not touching you. I'm not touching you.
Sean: Your hand is on my knee.
Madeline: Shit! You win this round Sherlock.
Groggy after being unconscious for 40 minutes, Sean knew he had to be hallucinating, because he could have sworn that jar held something that used be attached to him.
Jen knew she should probably go the hospital with her broken neck, but she couldn't tear herself away from the horror of other people singing.
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.
Paka: My precious hot dog babies...soon you will be free!
Colonel Mustard had been demoted to congo line clapper.
Waiter: If my nose is this long......
Clive picked up more women with this baked alaska hat than he ever did with that elephant trunk. Feigning a fear of elephants was the best thing that he ever did.
The final night on board was 'dance night' for the crew. Or, as Mario liked to call it, 'hoping Anita finally notices him, I mean, this is our 43rd dance together and she should know his name by now" night.
Seagulls and sunsets are required photographic material on Mexican cruises. I looked it up.
Lora gives us her Hollywood look just before snapping at Billy to bring her a bowl full of red skittles and the charcoal-filtered blood of a virgin woman in a martini glass.
Everyone laughed at the miniature pirates until they proved that they were the perfect height for groin stabbing.
Jason understood that rock climbing was difficult. What he didn't understand was why certain handgrips, upon being touched, played audio of a woman questioning the health of his manhood.
Jason had the heart of a warrior, the spirit of a shaman, and the bladder of a tit mouse. He excused himself 3 times before finally getting off the ground.
