You want me to do that thing with my finger that you like?
(sniff) Not right now. I'm still thinking about the potato.
Jesus, you need to pull yourself together. You have a game tomorrow. You haven't even consulted the Oracle yet.
Sweet chode salsa, you're right! There's still time. Quick, bring me my loafers.
Bieberjuice! Bieberjuice! Bieberjuice!
Please, Oracle, I need advice.
Baby, take my open heart and all it offerrrrrrs.
Please, Oracle, I don't have time for your sweet, sensual melodies. I'll listen to them on my Zune when i get home.
Your lips, my biggest weakness...
Yes yes, I know. Basenez used to tell me the same thing. Seriously though, I need to know what I can do to beat Iowa on Saturday.
Did you bring me a sacrifice?
BIEBER HUNGRY! NOM NOM NOM!
Alright, I've kept my end of the bargain. Now it's your turn. I need advice.
Granted. See card in disposal slot.
What, so you're a fucking Zoltar machine now? Fine, whatever.
Yeah ok, very funny. Come on. I need serious advice.
ABOUT THE GAME, SHITWAD! I NEED ADVICE ABOUT THE IOWA GAME!
WHAT? I'M NOT FUCKING SURRENDERING! GIVE ME A DEFENSIVE SCHEME OR A TRICK PLAY OR SOMETHING!
Oh right, sorry. Granted.
YOU LITTLE SONOFABITCH!
Hey calm down, I was just messing with you.
Yeah, sorry. Here.
YOU'RE FUCKING DEAD, ASSHOLLLLLLLE