Lemme make sumpin'n' clear here

I am not in thisch closet cause I'm scared...ok, maybe a little...jush a lil' bit.

I mean, I'm not as young ash I usta be...and I think som'one hit me inna head with a camera or somthin'.

Iz a boofil thing when people connect, ya know, cept maybe if one of 'ems a biter...I'm gonna hafta get these looked at....

Who'z closet isch this, anway? These shoes are huge! They ain't mine! Ooh, I think somebodey ralphed innem. Big guy's gonna be mad. Wooever he is.

We left my place..cause somebody can' take a joke - okay, we'll go back, but you don' use the thingymajig like that, kay? Not so hard anyhoo. 'M not a real horsie, I gotta bad back, ya know.

I tol' her the last guy who lived there left the other schtuff, but she gets carried 'way.
So we're on our way to her place, but we mad schome stops. I though we'd do the dr.schuess thing...we could do it in the park..we could do it inna dark, but she gots a better idea, an' shez da boss. So, alphabettac'l order. Deakin's desk, carver's car....whadda we up to? B, b is fer...hellwidit.

I give up....

I think the coat check lady's pizzed at us. Theere wuz a LOTTA screamin's at thiz party.
Lotta screamin'. Been a fair bit since we left, too, but the good kind, not lika atthe party...

Eliiot Sctabler's a pansy-ass, my girl 'lex kicked his butt. Got our bottle back.....

Oh, an' I love depche mode n' verucasalt. Gonna send 'em a thank you note. "f I can ever write again.

I think she's 'wake agin. Don' bust downna door, I comin' out, ok,.. what?

Wegotta go 'fore whoever gets home, she sex, Imean, sez.

Little more singin' dancin, maybe the walk, I'll getta win' back inna sails.
More tequila? Oh, baby....yeah, les' take alla stuff outta hiz bar. He likes you, he won' mind, right? Gavya the spare keys, afferall.

We can pick up more whip'cream an choklit sauce onna way....

hey, baby, you lika irish Karaoke...?

Wait, lemme grab 'da pants. I need those.....