Josh: Like a Medusa beard of dicks?
Mal: ...Yes. Like a Medusa beard of dicks.

Desperate Times

Rob: I was just walking along, looking at the ground, la la la-- then this homeless guy, lookin like Beatlejuice, comes up and clocks me.

M: We can't keep shitting in the stove guys.

Dennis: Teasing it with weasels...