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Pic of the Day: “I can tell you the license plate numbers of all six cars outside. I can tell you that our waitress is left-handed and the guy sitting up at the counter weighs two hundred fifteen pounds and knows how to handle himself. I know the best place to look for a gun is the cab or the gray truck outside, and at this altitude, I can run flat out for a half mile before my hands start shaking. Now why would I know that? How can I know that and not know who I am?” (20th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “What, you still throwing up bricks? What is this, a Masons convention? Wha… clank, clank! I need, like, a welding torch to play in this league! I got an idea… let’s just stop right now and gather up all these bricks and let’s build a shelter for the homeless so maybe your mother will have a place to live!” (30th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “Excuse me? What the fuck?” “What?” “What the fuck are you talking about?” “Clair George said you were coming in here to apologize.” “I’m supposed to come in here so you could apologize to me.” “According to whom?” “Clair George.” “You told me to go fuck myself. I’m supposed to apologize to you?” “Also water goes over a dam and under a bridge, you poncy school boy.” “Clearly there’s been a miscommunication between Clair George and somebody.” (15th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “No, hold on. That’s it? That’s a plastic bag, bleach pens, fake salt and gummy bears. That’s our bomb?” “Don’t call it a bomb. Now, how many yards away is the vault?” “About 20 yards. I don’t know, maybe 30.” “Is it 20 or is it 30? We are dealing with science here.” (5th Anniversary)
