FUCK YEAH Flight of the Conchords

Mugger: What is this? Why does this phone have a camera glued to it?
Bret: It’s a camera phone. Jemaine wanted one for his birthday.
Mugger: [To other mugger] Look at this. [To Bret] Oh yeah? Where’d you get it?
Bret: I made it. It’s homemade.
Mugger: Yeah, it’s a piece of shit.
Bret: Well, how come Jemaine likes it so much?
Jemaine: You can have it.

Bret.

Bret: David Bowie, Can I ask you a personal question?
David Bowie: Of course Bret, that’s what I’m here for.
Bret: Would it be considered gay if your best friend, when he was lonely, put a wig on you and pretended you were a woman?
David Bowie: He pretended you were a woman……No that’s not gay.

Murray: actually there’s another item here on the agenda…oh yes, item #4 “stuff you”.
Jemaine: are you sure that’s not for the CrazyDogs?
Murray: Stuff you Jemaine and stuff you Bret…and Stuff you again Jemaine
Jemaine: why did I get double stuffed!

Lemme tell ya

I see you girls checkin’ out my trunks
I see you girls checkin’ out the front of my trunks
I see you girls checkin’ out my junk, then checkin’ out my rump, then back to my sugarlumps

When I shake it, I shake it all up
You probably think that my pants have the mumps
It’s just my sugarlumps bump ba bump
They look so good, that’s why I keep ‘em in the front

All the ladies checkin’ out my sugarlumps
The drive the ladies crazy

All these bitches checkin’ out my britches
Put ‘em in a trance when I wear track pants
My dungarees make them hun-ga-ree
They’re over the moon when I don pantaloons

My sugarlumps are two of a kind - sweet and white and highly refined
Honies try all kinds of tomfoolery to steal a feel of my family jewelry
My cannonballs cause a kerfuffle - the ladies they hustle to ruffle my truffle
If you party with the Party Prince, you get two complimentary after-dinner mints

We see you girls checkin’ out our trunks
We see you girls checkin’ out the front of our trunks
We see you girls checkin’ out our junk, then checkin’ out our rumps, then back to our sugarlumps

Chillin at my store, doin’ my thing, when in walks a guy with his dick in a sling
I’m like, “Holy shit, what happened to you?
He said, “How much will you give me for the family jewels?”
I said “Ten bucks” He said “No way!”
- “Ten bucks and a Frisbee” He said “Okay”
And I took his sugarlumps and put ‘em up in a display, and sold ‘em as hacky sacks later that day

All the ladies they want a taste of my sugarlumps
Sweet sugarlumps yeah
All the ladies they want a taste of my sugarlumps
Sweet sugarlumps