It must be spring fever.
Don’t tread on me, Bob.
Daryl is the guy who used to book the group “Up With People” for early Super Bowls.
Shirley nails Perry in the eye with an ice cube. That’s cold!
Grak! indeed!
Anticipation.
Time to retire, Doc.
The Avengers are running out of villains to defeat, so why not The Dung Beetle?
God: Hold my Beer.
God was playing with dice.
It must be spring fever.