Merge Omar, merge or I make racially insensitive jokes about you in the next episode! MERGE GOD DAMN YOU!
First you get the money, then you get the Chevrolet, then you get the ladies. Then just keep that engine purring.
…just kidding. I just want to freak all of their brothers.
Holy shit Donald, what the hell did you give me? That wasn’t aspirin. I can feel the skin coming off my face, my fingers are made of mice and I need to touch everything.
There’s a rhino behind me, there’s a fucking rhino behind me, don’t move Benedict, don’t move. Can rhinos smell fear? Rhinos can smell fear. Oh my God, oh God, there’s a fucking rhino behind me and I still haven’t won a BAFTA. I’m going to be killed by a rhino and die less awesome than Martin The Hobbit Freeman.






