Trailer Park Boys Presents: Park After Dark - Episode 12 - Rum Runners

Episode Date: August 15, 2022

The Boys are f**ked on edibles today, and full of decent money-making ideas! They attempt cheese string trading, plan a floating party island, and invent the booze-smuggling sneaker. Plus: You can't join the Cool Guy Gang with a p*ss stain on your pants!

Well, I disagree. I think Godzilla would win. That's all I'm going to say about that. Well, it's good to have you back, man. Had a little cat vacation down the valley. Yeah, it was great, actually. And Bob's summer's gone, boys. August 12th.

Godzilla, that's a fucking character, man. There's no such thing as a Godzilla. That's wild. He'd win, though. You can't say anything that's fucking not real would win, man. That doesn't make any sense. Okay, so then you can't have an argument then who would win

between Superman and Batman either then. Exactly. You're talking about Godzilla beating an Apache attack helicopter. I don't think that would happen. Missiles. That again, that would never happen, Bubz.

And as far as Batman and Superman, you know enough about Superman's character, you know that he would fucking take Batman down in a second. Holy fuck, boys. You're trash to Batman. These edibles are timed out like... Did you say Chinese edibles? No, these timed edibles.

Oh, you said these Chinese edibles. Timed perfect because, you know, how much I love doing this. Well, not this, but this. Now it makes it better because I'm fucked. I only had a tiny little nibble off it. Oh, me, man. I had a bunch. They were good.

Well, you put five on tasty. How did you have a bunch, Ricky? Well, you start eating them and they taste so fucking good. It's like candies. I know, but I'm fucked. Mine was like a fucking chocolate bar, 500 milligrams. I had like a quarter of one and I'm fucked. Yeah, a quarter of one's like...

You're like Superman. And I'm like Batman. I'm like Godzilla. I'm invincible at edibles. Bullshit. He is. You always say that. No, man. edibles. Bullshit. Yes. You always say that. No, man.

Edibles fuck you up. You do enough of them? Yes. All right, I got a question for you. Because we did a lot of mushrooms, like, last week. Why is it that you take mushrooms, right, and you start drinking and drinking? No buzz on from the drinking, but you're fucked for the mushrooms. Then all of a sudden the mushrooms disappear.

You're wasted. You're drunk as fuck. That's just science, Julian. But how did the mushrooms actually say, like, fuck off, booze, for a little bit? This is my time? Yes, the mushrooms. They overpower it. They overpower it.

Wow, man. So they keep the alcohol at bay. They don't let it into your mind working. They say, no, you're not coming into the brain at all. You'll have your time to shine later. They're like the doorman that keeps you outside the club until they're finished partying. And then when they leave, they're like, all right, in you get. You're fucked.

Does this happen in the liver? The liver has like a little garage and it parks the alcohol in the garage until the mushrooms... No, the liquor's still there right at the door of the brain, at the brain door. But I don't understand it, man,

because the mushrooms, you're on them, but you're wasted, obviously, but you're not drunk and you're not slurring. And then as soon as the mushroom's gone, you're slurring like fuck, you're walking like you're fucked. You're fucked. Yeah.

Mushroom brain control. All right, anybody out there that's just doing mushrooms, that's what happens when you drink, so make sure you're ready for the fucking... Have you ever seen the movie Mushroom Brain Control? No. Colon. Colon.

Colon. Oh, okay. No liquor? No. Colon? Colon. Colon. Oh, okay. No liquor? No. I haven't either. Fuck off. It doesn't exist. There should be.

Yeah, so. I'm going to try to drink my edible buzz back a bit, knock it back a bit with some liquor. Never happen. That won't happen. It's going to make it better. Yeah, you're going to. That's the fun. You know what's going to happen? He's going to make it better. Yeah, you're going to... That's the fun.

You know what's going to happen? You're going to start talking more. I might start trying to talk like Donald Duck. What did you say there? I don't know. Just squawk, squawk, squawk. That wasn't even a squawk. It was a...

Oh, you sound like him. How does he fucking talk though, man? That's stuff I can't fucking do. You guys are fucking big. That's what I'm saying. That was good, man. Can you talk like him though? No.

Fuck. There was an election in Kenya. Oh, man, we missed it. Yeah, it's already happening. We missed the election in Kenya? For fuck's sake. I know, but now I've got to find out who won because there was a guy running. They don't think he had much of a chance,

but he was promising they were going to legalize marijuana. And they were going to... That's a good start. Start selling hyena testicles to China to try to get rid of the $7 billion debt. Hyena testicles are a delicacy in China. Why wouldn't they be? So what happens to the chimp? They just...

It's not like from dead ones. What animal was it? A hyena. Oh, he's a chimp testicle. Not part of the monkey family. Fucking hyenas are fucked. A chimpena. Yeah, fuck them.

A hyena. Take their nuts away, get rid of the dead. That's what I say. Yeah, but you can't kill an animal just for its nuts. They're hyenas. They're fucking shitty fucking animals. They're not a fucking animal, man.

They're not shitty animals. They're not nice animals. They're cutting off sharks' fins. No, don't do that to the sharks. I mean, they're sharks. They're nice, man. So you would just... Well, if you cut off the hyena's testicles, he doesn't die, though, right?

Oh, okay. Just can't have kids. Fuck those. They should cut them off and sew his sack up. It's probably better for him. Then he's not so, you know. Okay, so it's not as bad. Anyway, I've got to find what this guy wanted.

He was a fucking reggae aficionado, whatever that means. He was into the ja. He knew a lot of raga. George Wojakoya. Hey, man, you got a smart box. I'm going toaga. George Wojakoya. Hey, man, you got a smart box. I'm going to put in George Uchakaya. No, I'll see. Who won Kenya election?

Who won Kenya election? All right, let me see if I can get this up from the old box today. This is what happens when you make fucking notes like three days before. Was Jared trying to sleep on a lacquer bottle? Yep. This guy, what the fuck? This says man suffers a hundred erections a day.

He suffers. There's a story about me, isn't there? The daft bud. Is that happening to you? I'm not a hundred. Well, they're saying it's like you're supposed

to get like six hard-ons or 16 or something throughout the night if you're healthy. Something like that. All right. What causes them? It just keeps the elasticity in your cock, man.

It's just human things. I've never heard about that. Elasticity. Boys, I'm trying to call it, yeah. The skin, it keeps it healthy. He says, like, you could be in a shop or a restaurant, a gym, and it's just fucking hurt all the time. He won the 2017 election.

He shows the bid with a... No, man. What happened, like, I don't know. But, yeah, it's like, what was the last election? It was, like, 2017. Maybe they're still counting the votes. They're still counting, man. From 2017.

He says he goes to sleep in the direction and wakes up in the direction. The guy from Kenya? Could be. No, I don't think this guy's from Kenya. That's why he didn't win. He was up there giving his speech and he got a boner. Showed it to everybody. So now that I know they're not killing hyenas, I would vote for the guy. I like

the marijuana thing, but... I just assume they're not killing them. They're probably taking their testicles and sewing their sacks up. How do the hyenas feel about that? Hyenas are dirty, rotten, stinky, shitty fucking animals. Are they related to Randy? Actually, you know what? Hyenas attack big cats a lot.

And they attack little kids. They'll drag a kid off in a second, man. Yeah, fuck hyenas. Fuck them, man. All right, fuck them. You hear the yap on those little cocksuckers? Fuck them. Hate them, man.

That sounded like Beaker from... I'll cut their nuts off. That sounded like Beaker from the Muppets. Can you do him? No, man. You do Beaker. Yeah, him. Something like that, guy. That's easy. We'll do it, and I'll do Donald Doc. Let's have a conversation.

No, man. Wah, wah, wah, wah. Wah, wah, wah, wah. Don't you guys hear about this fucking man in Toronto? He placed an ad on Kijiji. He didn't do shit, so then he got a billboard. For a cheese string. He wants to trade it.

A what? A fucking cheese string. Trade it for what? That's, he's opened a fucking office. He wants to trade it. A what? A fucking cheese string. Trade it for what? That he's open to fucking offers. Yeah, you know what? I've got another story just like that, and it fucking pisses me off. Oh, so he's trying to trade up. He hasn't seen a cheese string in a long time.

Do they not exist anymore? Yes, they do. I just bought some at the fucking Superstore. That's fucked. The actual brand? All right, boys. A cheese string? I think so. I just bought them at the fucking Superstore. That's fucked. The actual brand? All right, boys. Cheese string? I think so.

I just bought them at the Superstore. And he says, no low balls. I know what I have here. This is on the massive billboard. Fuck him. You know what? I don't know whether to hate these people or love them because they're brilliant. There was a phone number.

Ah. Should we call him? Yes. Fucking right we should. What are we going to offer him for trade? You? Let's offer him for trade? You? Let's offer him some high... A patch of rain is good here.

Let's offer him some hyena testicles. All right. Boys, check this out. We should call that guy. Look at that. I can't see it. What does that look like? Looks like just a circle to me.

What is that? Oh, it's a piece of salami. No, man. It's browned. It's chlorinated. As much as that's worth. I'm going to tell you what it's worth. Show me what it is.

$6,400 American. Let me see. That is worth $6,400 American. And this pisses me off. What is it? Let me see. Like I said, I don't know whether this pisses me off or I feel like saying, wow. Oh, it's a pickle.

Yeah, man. That's been fucking stuck to the ceiling of this art gallery. That, it's a McDonald's fucking pickle with sauce on it. $6,400 American is what Buddy wants. It's art. Yeah, that's fuck. Before they tore the grand down, we should have got all those butter balls off the ceiling

that we had stuck there for seven years. There was a lot of butter up on the ceiling. And that could have been Earth. So what are we going to trade for this cheese stream? Why the fuck? How much does it cost to get a billboard downtown Toronto, full size, to put this up? A lot. Fucking, I don't get it.

Should we call the fucking guy right now? Yeah, do it. He's probably not going to answer. I'm not going to get, yeah, I don't get it. Should we call the fuckin' guy right now? Yeah, do it. He's probably not gonna answer. I'm not gonna get, yeah, I don't wanna use my phone. And Buddy be callin' me, fuckin' houndin' me for this cheese string thing. I'll trade this wooden fuckin' stash box for it. Let's trade him.

With the current size. Let's tell him we'll trade him a roll of toilet paper. All right. What's the number? 647. Okay. One. 647. 407.

407. 0938. 09... Imagine how many fucking calls this guy's getting. He must be just getting hounded. I'm gonna put this on speakerphone. He's probably got it blocked. What's the guy's name?

I forgot to write that down. And he's got a cheese drink for sale. Trade? Trade, yeah. Come on, motherfucker. What are we trading? All I like, Peyton. Roll a duct tape?

We'll give him an option. Okay. Hey, this is Angel. I can't come to the phone right now. Angel. This is about one of my classifieds with a copper wire. I'm just using your IP and name number and what you're offering. I'll call you right back. Okay, so it is about the cheesemonger. He's trading drop cards. What's the guy's name?

Angel. Angel. Thank you for calling. What happened? The mailbox is full? The mailbox is full. You motherfucker. Way to go, Angel.

You're welcome. You're welcome. You're welcome. You're welcome. You're welcome. You're welcome. You're? Angel. Angel. Thank you for calling. What happened? The mailbox is full? The mailbox is full.

You motherfucker. Way to go, Angel. How the fuck are you going to trade something with your full mailbox? We should trade him a fucking new messaging service. He probably gets fucking 100 balls an hour. We'll call him back later. Oh, man, you remember that bodybuilder from... I don't know fucking bodybuilders.

They call him the monster? The who? The monster? No. He was doing all those injections. You know the monster. Oh, the synth dude. Synth oil.

Yeah, he's dead. He's dead. What? Yeah, he died on his birthday from a heart attack. Yeah. Oh, fuck. What a surprise. Yeah. Yeah. Oh, fuck. What a surprise. Yeah.

Unbelievable. Just so shocking. They were warning him for years. What a life he had, though, man. He was like, fuck that. What a life he fucking had. He looked like fucking... What do you mean, what a life?

He was like a fucking celebrity down there. He was in South America, wasn't he? Yeah. How old was he? I think he was only 51. What a down-to-cock sucker. What a dummy. Shot himself up with motor oil to look like a big muscle man.

That's fucked. Now he's dead. He looked pretty fucked. He wouldn't have been strong, would he? No, Ricky. He wouldn't have been any stronger than you. He wouldn't have been as strong as me, because at least, you know, I don't got big muscles,

but at least they're not being subdued by motor oil. I remember we talked about that guy. I couldn't believe the look of him. I can lift 100 pounds right over my head. Can you? 100 pounds. Four bags of potatoes. Right on.

Right over my head. 100 pounds. That's fucking shopping cart thrower strength. I don't even remember writing that shit. I got firm borg. Firm borg core strength. Firm borg. Firm borg. Firm borg.

Half human, half firm cyborg. Okay. Half goat. Half goat? Yeah. What do you mean? Goat boy. Oh, fuck that.

So should I be pissed off about this art, or should I be like... Well, what's stopping you from just wiping your hole and sticking the toilet paper to the wall and going, 10 grand, please? It's got gotta be where this exhibit is, right? Well, then you go in and you take a shit in the floor, stick it to the wall. Human art. Remember that banana that was stuck to the wall? Same thing.

Yeah. Fuck. Minnesota woman set the world record for longest fingernails. Take a guess. Six miles. Jesus. OK, then I guess you won't be surprised. I was surprised.

How long? 42 feet, 10 inches. 42 feet? You know what makes me want to vomit? So, OK, so she can't go anywhere. She can't move. She said when she goes out, people give her looks, so she mostly stays in her house.

How can she go out? Oh, so they're curled up. They're not 42 feet straight out. No. But once a year, she gets her grandkids to do her nails, and it takes 24 bottles of polish, I guess. Imagine the stink coming off them. All covered in shit and fucking dirt. I guess her daughter

died from an asthma or something. She's afraid to cut her nails because she thinks it'll bring her right back to that time. She didn't die of asthma. She died of fucking fingernail dust going up her nose. Fungus. So how far do they

stick out? Not 42 feet. They go all over the place they were they curl up and she can't you can't uncoil them oh they're hard man but she said she can't pick anything up falls on the floor she's gonna answer she can't do that she can't wipe her ass she can't fucking make a fucking plate of nachos how would she wipe her ass i never thought about that she must pull the paper out with her mouth and lay it on the table and then run and slide on it maybe fuck yeah she must run and slide in the grass a lot of things she married like imagine being your wife that's your wife yeah imagine you want to like get yeah that plus like you want to get in the banging and

dangerous different positions and you're getting wrapped up in coils of fucking fingernails. What the fuck? That'd be like, honey, this one just dug into my ass. Done. This one just dug into my ass. So here's the thing that we could do to make a lot of money, baby. It's going to be a shitty job. All right.

This fucking stupid cunt in Wales threw in his hard drive like quite a few years ago now. Bitcoin's on it. 8,000 Bitcoin. What's that worth? That's got to be worth a few bucks. Not as much as it will be. But still. Yeah.

What's it worth now? 20 grand? 20 grand or something. So he wants to spend. What's it worth now? 20 grand? 20 grand or something. So he wants to spend. Multiply 8,000 times 20 grand. He wants to spend a couple million dollars going through the landfill trying to find it with these experts. But we could beat him to it. What do you mean?

Well, if you find this herd driver, it's got 8,000 fucking Bitcoin on it. That's the problem. It's in the landfill in Wales. Wales? Isn't that far? Wales is a bit of a cocksucker to get to, though? That's the problem. It's in the landfill in Wales. Wales? Isn't that far? Wales is a bit of a cocksucker to get to, though. But not like Australia. 30 grand for Bitcoin and 31 grand.

No, Julian. Okay, so multiply 31,000 times 8,000. Just do it. It's going to blow your cock right off the bat. Just do it. I'm doing it. 31,000 times 8,000. Point your wiener away from me before you hit equal.

Jesus, fuck. What is it? A quarter of a fucking billion? 250 million? Yeah, man. It's got to be more than that. Well, that's pretty fucking good. That's all we need.

30,000 times 8,000. Yeah, 240 million. That's a lot, man. I guess that is a lot. That would change our lives. For a hard drive. $100 million yacht, thank you. Yeah, we'd have, you could buy a $100 million yacht and still have 140 million bucks in the bank.

That's a lot of dough. We'd get a jet. Fuck a yacht. A jet. We'd get both get both all right so let's spend 10 we'll spend 10 million fucking recovery helicopter on the yacht to get to the jet or have a ball yacht with a runway on top of where you can land a jet on the yacht that'd be runway yeah that'd be like an aircraft carrier. Making her own booze. Basically.

Check this out. Our own distillery on the yacht. Let's make the yacht just the yacht as an island. We're going to have to come ashore.

The yacht is actually a floating island. All right. You want to get into the island business. Yes, it's just an island that floats and it's got little motors

and you just, you know, you can pot around. With a booze distillery. With a booze distillery, a fucking jet runway. A big grow up. See, now you're speaking my language. Just a fucking soft container. Luxurious. Ocean going party lover yacht.

An ocean going party lover yacht. An ocean-going party lover yacht. Oh, fuck. What a time we have. All right, so we got to go to Wales for this. Could you buy all that with $250 million, though? You'd fucking come pretty goddamn close. I think you might be into billions if you're building a floating evil lair. It's like an evil lair.

I guess we could just buy an island. Yeah, we could buy an island. But it doesn't move. You need it to be able to move around, you know? Take the island down. Well, fucking, we'll buy a floating island. That's what we're talking about. Oh, okay.

With little motors on it so you can putt around. Yeah, there was a guy who did that once. Was there? That was in a movie. It was a movie. Oh yeah, it was a movie. The Island of Dr. Somebody. Oh, fuck.

Oh, we gotta make another one of those, what is it? Make an announcement to the public? An announcement. Announcement. A public service announcement. Yeah. PSA. What is it? When you make an announcement to the public. An announcement? A public service announcement. Yeah. Okay. PSA.

SPA. SPCA. No. PSA. An SPCA. Okay, this one is because of something that happened in Utah. All right. When it's dry as fuck, do not try to light spiders on fire.

Guy in Utah tried to light a spider on fire and started a 60-acre wildfire. What kind of spider was he lighting on fire? Doesn't matter. It's a weird way to try to deal with a spider anyway, isn't it? Although, I remember being a kid taking WD-40 in a lighter and taking it to a spider's nest. That's very effective. Yeah, it is. Almost burned my fucking trailer, man. If were to get it with the magnifying glasses,

I would take care of some insects. Oh, yeah, burning ants, that was kind of... Fuck you, ants. That's terrible, boys. It's kind of cruel when you think about it. The ants didn't like it much. No, they wouldn't. How come ants carry away their dead?

They probably eat them. Do they? I don't know. Just recycle them. Do they carry away their dead know. Just recycle them. Do they care where they're dead? Yeah. I stepped on one by ox the other day,

and this other little cocksucker came and picked them up, put them on his back, and away they went. Well, they're at war. Is that what it is? No, man. No, Ant. Left behind. Ants are pretty smart little fuckers, aren't they? No, Ant.

They are fucking smart. Nalb. Nalb. Nalb. Nalb. No ant left behind. Nalb. What the fuck are you talking about?

Nalb. Nalb. Get a shirt made. Let's start a new group of cool guys called the Nalbs. Group of cool guys. Like a gang of cool guys. Just a cool cool guys called the NALBS. Group of cool guys, like a gang of cool guys. Just a cool guy gang called the NALBS. What's that stand for, guys? No ants left behind.

Remember we had those cool guy gangs back in the day? Yeah. Little kids? Yeah. Randy would never, ever. Was he part of the cool guys? Remember cool guy gangs? Remember we used to start gangs all the time,

but you had to be cool to be in them? Randy was part of the cool gang for like a week, wasn't he? Two days? Three days? Well, just we tricked him. No, Ricky's just started hating him more than anybody. No, he kept pressing his pants. Can't be in the cool guy gang with a piss stain on the front of your pants.

No, you can't. You know what, holy fuck, boys. Check out these sneakers. They got beer in the soles. They're high in the kicks. High in the kicks. The fuck? Are we gonna get the seat?

Well, we should get these, but maybe put rum in the soles. Okay. Call them rum kickers. Call them rum runners. Rum runners. There you go. That was pretty good.

Fuckbubs, man. That was brilliant, man. You should just have a sneaker with a flat. Rum runners. Did you actually see the light bulb going over my head? That one? You're right.

What? Just a little screw on the back of it. You unscrewed it. You could fit a pint in each sneaker, I bet. Yeah, because beer is going to go flat and warm. Run runners. Yeah. There you go.

$9 idea. That's a bad idea. You could go sneak into, you know, festivals and stuff where they don't allow booze. Fucking right. You could show up with your sneakers on. Hey, I'm here to party. Do some dance. What do you do?

Have like a little shoelace and then go yank the shoelace up? Wear the shoelace straw. Like a coil fucking thing. I like it. I'm gonna try to build these later. Two blizzes. I'll take my Ace Fraley boots and hollow out the soles. Rumrunners.

You could get a quart in each one of those, man. Yeah. Maybe even more. They call him when I'm walking around town, they're going to call me two quarts. If it was like a high-heeled work booth, you could probably get a quart each. Hey, there comes two quarts.

What's up, two quarts? I never even thought of it, man. That's perfect. Or you know what you do? That's a funny word, isn't it? Quart. You could have mix in one shoe, booze in the other. Yeah, no, you could have the mix in your hand. Don't waste the space on mix.

True, man. Unless you have some kind of- Ricky, say this word. Unless you have some kind of refrigeration in your- Say the word quart three times. Quart, quart. Quart? Quart. Quart. Quart. Quart? Quart.

Quart? Quart. Quart, quart, quart. Keep saying it. Quart, quart, quart, quart. Quart, quart, quart. Now look, now think about it. What's a quart?

You don't even know, do you? It's a measurement device, isn't it? Quart. What the fuck are you talking about? Quart of milk? Quart of oil? Quart of butter? Quart of bread? fuck are you talking about? Quarter milk? Quarter oil? Quarter butter? Quarter bread?

I gotta pack up a quarter bread. You okay, bubs? Yeah, man. Quart. You're freaking me out here, man. Well, I'm just, you know, getting deeper

into the meanings of things. Quart. Man, I tell you, August the 12th, not a great day for... Oh, but then think about that. The rock is quartz with a Z on the end of it. All right.

Two different things. Quartz. Quartz. Put them together. What do you got? A quart of rock. I have no fucking idea, man, what you're talking about. All right, then. You have a quartz and you take a quart? I have no fucking idea man what you're talking about alright then

you have a quartz and you take a court like quartz court quartz quartz is a great word just because it has a Q and a Z

and the same word and a U I'm not a fan of the U what the like Bubs what the fuck are you talking about, man? You have a court, right? Yes.

Which is a measurement. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I got that. And then you've got courts, the rock. Yes. But if you put them together, both the word and the objects, what do you got? Think about it. Courts on the rocks. Get a quart of fucking quartz.

Yeah. You've got the plural. Quartz with an S of quartz in a quart. Quartz. I need either more edibles or I need... Yeah, man, no. You're just gonna stop talking about it. Sid Bernstein, you know him? Yeah.

He got born on August the 12th. The composer? Uh, it says, yeah, or no. Music producer, concert promoter for the Beatles, Rolling Stones. Oh, Sid Bernstein. Oh, yeah. I was thinking, what's his name?

Leonard Bernstein. What about Buck Owens? Buck Owens! Yes! Bernstein. Oh, yeah. I was thinking, what's his name? Leonard Bernstein. Buck Owens. Buck Owens! Yes. Country singer. Buck Owens. He had a song called Who's Shitting My Saddlebags? Under Your Spell Again.

And he was the band leader for the Buckaroos. The Buckaroos. Oh, and he was a TV personality on Hee Haw. Yeah, Buck Owens. You've seen him on Hee Haw. Yeah, Buck Owens. You've seen him on Hee Haw. Maybe. Mark Knoppler. All right, we're listening to fucking some Dire Streets.

That's who we're going to party with tonight. Do the Sting part. Remember you used to do the Sting part, the high one? Oh, for Money for Nothing? I can't do that anymore. I'd have to be a lot higher. No, try it, Ricky. I can't.

Come on. How the fuck did they get Sting to fucking do that? He liked the song. He was at the studio. Air Studios. Somebody said they can't play that song on the radio anymore. Why? It was something to do with lyrics, I guess.

Oh, yeah. He says a word you don't use anymore. Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh, yeah. Yeah. The guy with the earrings with his own jet. That makes total sense now, yeah. Forgot about that.

Do the part, though, Ricky. You always used to lay there going, I want my MD. I can't do it. See? I like watching you try. Fuck. I figured it out.. See? I like watching you drive. Fuck. I figured it out. You did?

I did. This would be made out of quartz. It would be a quart of quartz. Right. Fuck me. I'm glad you guys figured that out. So it's a fucking quart made out of quartz. That's right

What do the S have to do with anything? Plural Could be two of them Multiple quarts of quarts Of a quart You guys are gonna blow up my brain today My brain's done I'm going

See you guys Bye All right, where are you going? Done Where are you done? Done All right Kim Mitchell Good dude Nara, where are you going? Done. What are you doing? Done. All right. Kim Mitchell.

Good dude. To watch the video version of Park After Dark in my fucking trailer, go to SwearNet.com or download the SwearNet Trailer Park Boys app. Fuck off.