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: Do you really think people are interested in nasal sex? Trevor
: Sure, boss. It's the next big fad.
: Have you thought of a name for it, yet? Trevor
: I was thinking along the lines of..."Dennis does Daisy". Bletch
: No. That's lousy. Trevor
: How about..."Anal Antics"? Bletch
: "Anal Antics"... yes. It will appeal to the intellectuals. Do you think it will do as well as our last release and win the Hooker Prize?
: Don't worry if you feel ashamed / It's been around for years / And thousands more that can't be named / Are interested in rears / Don't worry about hell / No harm will come to your soul / We're not a Pentecostal / And everybody's got an asshole / SODOMY! Bletch
: Trevor... Trevor
: Yeah boss? Bletch
: I want that fudge packer eliminated!
: Didn't you notice you were sitting on his face! Madame Udder
: Well, it was a bit uncomfortable but I thought it was my hemorrhoids.
: I'm Robert. Trevor
: You may be Robert to your friends but you're fly shit to me! Piss off!
: I've heard better singing from a mongoose with throat cancer.
: All right, you fat slag! Move your ass! Heidi
: How dare you speak to me like that! You horrible, spiteful little rat! Trevor
: I've heard better singing from a mongoose with throat cancer! Heidi
: That's it, I've had enough! I am going straight to Bletch!