If I catch any of you doing any more brawlin in my territory, Im gonna personally beat the living crud out of each and every one of you and see that you go to the can and rot there.
More gracious living. Everyone of you hates everyone of us, and we *hate* you right back.
When you're a Jet, You're a Jet all the way From your first cigarette To your last dyin' day.
Nothing cures the blues like a round of beer with 2 complete strangers!
Love is forever...
Guns go pew pew!
You'd be hard pressed to find any sane person out here...
Welcome. To. Hell.
Dun Dun Dunnnnn....
You are either dead or locked up. Look on the bright side, at least all your friends aren't dead...yet.
The lovers are dead! You have reconciled your differences and united against a common enemy.