The Gang Wrestles for the Troops

Mac:What's going on with Hulk Hogan's hair? It's blond and yet it's silken, like that of a Chinese man.

Dennis:Blonde, Chinese hair... And skin of a hot dog.

Dee:Hey sexy! I can't get you out of my mind.

Mac:So that would make you Desert Rose.

Dee:Yes it would.

Dennis:Wow! What a couple of losers!

Charlie:High suicide rates for this guy. He's going to be crushed.

Mac:And when Hogan was doing his thing, and we were killing Iranians, or whatever... I mean we were proud!

Mac:Wrestling.

Charlie:That's right. We're the Pigeon Boys! Pigeon Boys!

Mac:Doesn't sound that cool now as an adult. You're right.

Charlie:I don't know. I feel like pigeons are survivors though.

The Maniac:This is uh... Parking ticket. You betcha. You have fun with it. Okay?

The Maniac:$30 bucks, weekdays. $50 bucks, weekends...

Dee:Well, my chat name is Desert Rose, so I dressed like a rose, I'm going to give him a rose, and I'm going to play Kiss From a Rose by Seal.

Dee:You bought him a pair of jean shorts?

Dee:Great girl. Uh. She just wanted me to come here so that I could tell you. That she wasn't going to be able to show up here. Today.

Dee:You thought it because of this and the. It's fine. Don't blame yourself. You're not, you're not dumb. You're just.

I don't give a rat's ass about your collection agency. And as for the $15 co-payment.... Eat shit and die!

Frank:That's my character, I'm the Trash Man. I come out, I throw trash all over... all over the ring... And then, I start eating garbage.

A sixty year old man eating trash, who wants to see that?

Charlie:How we like to protect our eggs from predators. And our young, we regurgitate to our... All the...

Mac:Okay, well I was under the impression that we were presenting ourselves as bird men. Which, to me... Is infinitely cooler than just sorta being a bird.

Artemis:I dated a lot of disable men in my past, so... I enjoyed the power.

Artemis:Fine, then I'll be Desert Grape.

Artemis:Hey, did he send you any dick pics. Because it could be a mess down there.

Oh, you're biting my lips.

Ben the Soldier:Oh no, no I... I twisted my knee getting of a plane in Germany. I'm uh. I was just trying to stay off of it.

Artemis:Oh, hit me with your best shot you stupid bitch!

Mac:Oh, you got kids Maniac?

The Maniac:Nah, not anymore.

Mac:Look at this dude, that's just a bucket of chestnuts. What, is he just foraging for his food?

Charlie:No, he kept calling you the N word earlier. Every time you turned your back. He's like you stupid N, go get me grease.

Mac:No, he kept calling you the N word earlier...

Charlie:He was calling me the N word. Every time you turned your back. He's like you stupid N, go get me grease.

Cricket:I don't give a shit about the troops.

Dennis:I don't feel we're reading as eagles.

Mac:No bro, we look like assholes.

Charlie:I'm getting more of a chicken vibe.

Mac:Maybe we can go with the chicken thing.

Charlie:The chicken boys!

Mac:We're not changing the songs.

The Maniac:Even with your f... I love you.

Charlie:We love you too, man.

Mac:I don't love him. I don't love him at all

Announcer:Introducing America's most hated terrorist. The Taliban.

Cricket:America sucks! The terrorists rule. Ah la la la!

The eagles are out of ... It flies through the night... Don't you mess with it's heads now.... Or you'll see a fight. Yes, we have feathers, ah! But the muscles are man.

They are not responding to the pageantry at all.

Dee:I'm your real Desert Rose. That strange woman you been hanging out with. She's an impostor. Baby... Yeah, bitch! She is a slut!

Mac:Oh come on ref. Is that even legal?

Dennis:I didn't see nothing.

Frank:The Trash Man!

Cricket:I must had an itch.

Charlie:I knew this shit wasn't fake.