Dangers of Aging

Mr. Brown: happy birthday by the way, you old bastard
Mr. Pink: Thanks.
Mr. Pink: And now I know why Yoda wears a robe - When you get old, your balls sag and there's no way they'd fit into pants.
Mr. Brown: I could see how that would be a problem
Mr. Pink: This weekend you will only see me in robes, a good, comfy robe just makes that problem go away.
Mr. Brown: like a muumuu for fat people
Mr. Pink: People will say, "Hey Mr. Pink, why the robe?"
Mr. Brown: and you will say?
Mr. Pink: And I'll either just reply by saying "old balls" or...
Mr. Pink: Just lift my robe up to me knees, and they'll see why and walk away saying "Ohhhhhhhh, old balls."
Mr. Brown: yeah...gross
Mr. Pink: Oh, I know it is.
Mr. Brown: ready for this weekend
Mr. Pink: You bet your ass I am. I have my robes packed already.
Mr. Brown: you get your gift from Mrs. Pink yet
Mr. Brown: I helped pick it out
Mr. Brown: I'll give you a clue
Mr. Brown: its rhymes with "anal beads"
Mr. Brown: wait, I think I did the rhyming thing wrong

Cougar Stalking

Mr. Brown: anything good going on this week
Mr. Pink: Butch and I were just looking at pics of cougars on Google Images and it didn't just bring up the 4-legged variety.
Mr. Pink: Luckily, I had SafeSearch on.
Mr. Brown: nice
Mr. Brown: you can show him what a cougar's old used up honey pot looks like
Mr. Brown: basically it’s a catcher mitt
Mr. Brown: all broken in and leathery from thousands of balls smacking it
Mr. Pink: When we were in the woods, I was telling Butch to always look behind him and also to look up into the trees.
Mr. Pink: I have a sincere fear of cougars.
Mr. Pink: I have dreams about them quite a few times.
Mr. Brown: really?
Mr. Pink: Yep.
Mr. Brown: dont give the poor kid a complex
Mr. Brown: or he'll be like you
Mr. Brown: looking for cougars under his bed every night
Mr. Pink: I made sure I didn't scare him. I just wanted to teach him the ways of the wild.
Mr. Brown: and to be afraid of middle age women who drink cosmos and want to dance with him
Mr. Pink: That's silly. I don't look for them under my bed....
Mr. Pink: I make Mrs. Pink do it.

JC in the House

Mr. Pink: I do a good job of writing proposals and we have put forth a pretty good offer. And the rest is out of my hands.

Mr. Brown: that is all you can do

Mr. Pink: The rest is in JC's hands.

Mr. Pink: That's right.....John Clark. He's the Safety Director.

Mr. Brown: after a three day vacation

Mr. Brown: and his amazing return...to work

Mr. Pink: Everyone always wants to go to lunch with John. Because he can turn water in Molson's or Kokanee.

Mr. Pink: It's Canada so I thought I should use beer in place of wine for that one.

Mr. Brown: I hear he bears a heavy cross...pen that is really nice

Mr. Pink: I also hear they had to tighten up the dress code because he was wearing a lot of robes to work.

Mr. Brown: I also heard he was the literal son of god, so he has that going for him

Mr. Pink: That's not a bad thing.