Danny Baker

So guess there's two jacks here now. I don't think there are.

Did he just change my name?

Last week, i was just a street performer making 50 bucks a day and getting memory loss from all the silver paint fumes

and now i'm... Um... You're on tgs. I'm on tgs?

All right, hosers, i want all 12 of us fighting for every meter on all three downs! We're gonna make this a boxing day the prime minister will never forget!

I'm not 'aboot' to... Aboot... Abwah... Out.

No! I'll brush my own teeth.

Yyou know, of all the weirdos i've met around here, you're the worst! With your creepy, don knotts face, that ridiculous hitler youth haircut.

I've seen bigger chins on a premature baby!

Canadians have a hard time recognizing it 'cause we don't have a big Jewish population.

A month ago i was doing a robot act on the street, so i know my place. i want to be tgs' steve nash. come down from canada, work hard, make the black guy look good.

look at me in the black light.it's tron. watch out, sark.It's me, flynn. light bike.

even though the reason is she's never let a man see her feet.

mostly we just kiss and then she makes mego down to the deli to get her a sandwich.

they're called spanx.

hey, liz.i just want to show you this new iphone app. you shake it and it soundslike an empty can.

this badge is a symbol of dignity, honor, and dramatized 1970s interethnic california daytime motorcycle highway justice.

she has really thin lips, but she makes upFor it with tongue girth.

♪ the crowd's getting loud ♪ ♪ scotiabank place ♪ ♪ make a hockey-loving face ♪ ♪ at scotiabank place ♪

I never said that Liz banged her way to the middle

Jenna kidnapped a Swedish au pair to use as a hair farm

I never called Tracy clean and articulate. Why would I? He's not.

Hey, Frank. Your mom's a hugger

It's just... I got a haircut, and you didn't even notice. Sorry, you get your hair cut every week. Excuse me? I don't like your tone.

Like pigs have around their delicious testicle meat.

You should hang it on the wall. Careful! Don't coddle the boy. He can do it.

It's that dark place under the bleachers that's shaped like a wishbone.

Um, that wasn't me. There used to be another guy.

Can you reminisce about something that's happened since I've been here, 'cause I couldn't see any of that.

Wait. I saw that. How? Am I dead?

That wasn't me. There used to be another guy. I don't think so.

I better lay you across my grandmother's lap in the mating shed

Albinos get to be watchers in the mating shed