“Can you fax that to me?”
“I feel like a Twix, two of us packed in this small bed under the covers.”
“I don’t know if it’s the salt air over here or what, but I think I look great.”
“She has one of those office jobs, where she sits in a cubicle and plays solitaire all day.”
“Want a fry? No? You have such discipline. Don’t worry, I won’t write about it on my blog.”
“Those clothes have been sitting there for a week. You suck at laundry. If I could give you a grade in laundry, I’d give you an F minus.”
“Do we have any scotch? Well, I was just think that vase my mom has for it is really nice. That’s real gold.” -Referring to a whiskey decanter his mom was going to give to the Salvation Army
hahahahahaha Llooooooyd!!!!! hahaha Liz- I freaking love this page!!! Lloyd is hysterical!!