Morris: “Do you think I have death wish?”
Some say a mime is a terrible thing to waste, we can make an exception this time.
Their game has gone nuclear.
My whatever [hic] do you mean?
Mr. D will be at home in his Mom’s basement.
Tricks it is.
That’s next.
I donut know if this is gonna work.
Now that’s an idea whose time has come. And at the end of the debate you can tally the number of tazes each candidate got to determine the winner.
Busted!
Morris: “Do you think I have death wish?”