I will not tolerate monkeys living on campus. If I wanted to run a monkey hotel, I'd install a banana buffet.

I'd use vines as elevators, and I'd put tail holes in the bath robes, and I'd lower all the shower knobs.

Well, you've really thought this through.

And now it's your turn. Brainstorm, idea shower. Spray your solutions all over me.

Well, we could seal all the vents and then pump the ducts with some kind of gas that knocks our monkeys.

Monkey knockout gas. Now that's the kind of grounded sensible thing, and I want to see this year.

T-B-T-L!

Into latte sipping leeches understand, they've seen enough of these Hollywood super hunks.

We need a dumpy, unappealing loser, and every man.

Here's a sentence I never thought I'd say, but if you thought of sausage couldn't really hurt anyone, frankly, they could get.

I have never heard someone say so many wrong things, one after the other, consecutively in a row.

There is something about the soul of a slave.

Call Kenny Loggins because you're in the danger zone.

From TopCon.

Just be careful.

No.

You heard it here first, ladies and gentlemen, and the if that you heard was the things that these people said.

All right, hello. Good morning.

Welcome everyone to a Thursday edition of T-B-T-L.

The show that just might be too beautiful to live.

We're getting medium play on three independent radio stations in central Europe.

My name is Luke Burbank. I am your host.

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