Dwayne: What Are You Doing In My Room?

Dwayne: What are you doing in my room?

Y/N: Well I heard moans and screams coming from your bedroom so I figured...I should be part of it

Michael: Seriously, Marko where do you keep all that cash?

Marko: Someplace you'll never get near.

Michael: Oh, your mattress.

Marko: No. (Points to Y/N) Theirs

Paul: Why should I apologize?

Marko: I'll tell you why. Because you're nothing but a backstabbing Judas with sensible shoes!

Paul: Oh, yeah, well you know what you are? You're a two-lira tramp with cheap bridgework!

Marko:  May you put your dentures in upside down and chew your head off!

Paul: May your legs have grown old and gnarled and withered like an olive branch! You should be so lucky.

Marko: May your moles grow hair thicker than Jerry Vale's!

Paul: May your marinara sauce never cling to your pasta!

Marko: (Gasps)That's it! Come back here and say that to my face!

Hi guys! So I'm kinda in the mood to write again! Something cute for our boys. Someone give me some ideas please!!!

*David is talking to Dwayne about Y/N*

David: Dwayne I don't know what the woman wants anymore! What am I supposed to do?

Dwayne : May I speak freely David?

David : Yes, of course old boy.

Dwayne :  I am so bloody sick of hearing this year after year! 'Dwayne, what am I to do?', 'I told her I loved her!' 'I took it back!', 'I'm afraid of commitment', 'I'm worried about Laddie' (grabs David by his jacket) For God's sake, MAKE A MOVE! DO SOMETHING! YOU PASSED ON MICHAEL DO YOU WANT TO REGRET THIS FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE TOO?

Alan: If I call the police, they're gonna be here in ten minutes.

Marko: OK. Then that leaves me nine to beat the hell out of you.

Alan: You think? I know tae kwon do.

Marko: And I know whoop your ass!