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...might have to ditch the moustache, though.
...or I'll make dog food of you.
I just need a casual smile and she'll think looking an idiot is part of the act...
Worked on the eyes in the mirror last night - now I'm off to swagger round the hood.
I'm gonna bust out of this place, start a new life in Spain, maybe open up a bar.
Think you're hard? Go on, try it ...
... because that's a blue-laser death ray gun round my neck.
Wake me and I put you up for adoption.
The kid is not my son.
Silky and smooth for my hot date with dude cat.
Can't get it right with the tongue, it all sort of unravels. Uncool.
Gotta look sober - how much did he put in my drink?
My own plastic bag. I love you, plastic bag. Can love ever be wrong?
How desperate do I look? I gotta learn from Mr. Dude cat - chicks like you to be standoffish.
Look at me, will you? I'm being so obvious, but I can't help it. He's so tanned and buff...
I'm the neighbourhood dude cat -I'm handsome, charming - all the chicks dig me.