Mark McKinney
The loneliness is deafening man, just deafening.
His empire is crumbling.
Seriously, we *need* an exorcist.
His calling is very specific.
Hey, Wall Street! Don't panic! I mean, he's only crushing your head!
He's crushing your head! He's crushing your head!
Yeah, well, in this family, if you wanna look inside yourself, you get a freegin' x-ray, do you understand?

Bruce McCulloch
Apparently, TV is first-cousins with crack cocaine.
I guess they *did* have a bad childhood.
Scary, eh?
Why no, he's not following you! He's *stalking* you!

Kevin McDonald
It WAS Citizen Kane!
Coincidence?
Evil! EEEEvil!!
Clearly, Jerry, you are insane.
Irony!
And he...walks alone along the path of evil.
Screw you!
How much trouble *can* he get into with one hand?
What's he got cookin'? Sexiness, that's what!
He commands you to feel him up.
He'd like a tea, please, Chamomile tea.
Give him a *tea*, ya bast*ard*, before he *beats* the *crap* outta ya.
Good evening, and welcome to the pit of ultimate darkness.
Apparently someone's opened a pit slightly darker than his.
It *was* worth it.
Of course he loves you, Steve. Do you *have* to put your shirt back on?

Scott Thompson
No one wants to know that he's gay...and even less people want to know that he's Canadian.
Pardon?
Really, that coulda been nasty.
Shall we recap?
Apparently, New York is sleazy, not sexy.
What are the odds? I can't believe it. There he is! Stranded on a desert island.
(S)he has a rule about dating creeps.
The Queen of England says hello.
He's going to be doing push-ups _all_day_.