Mark is a guy that used to work at the Subway hooked on to my gas station. We had many drunken conversations. These are the highlights mainly.

We could have been standing here all night. Then we would have walked back into his apartment and had to explain that would couldn't leave after an hour because we were too stupid to open the door.-- Mark about the door.

Some stoner is going to be behind a gas pump and poke his head up when I use the intercom. Just watch, man. He'll totally be like, "Huh? God?"-- Mark at his gas station.

Zima is for pussies. Smirnoff ice, now this is the shit.-- Mark when I introduced him to smirnoff.

You totally should have gone ballistic and trashed the joint. Just whipped the piss out of the displays.-- Mark after my last night.

Kathyyyyyy. What's this little scoop for?--Mark (drunk)

I see you stumbling around, you damn drunk.--Mark about me

I can't feel my legs. See?--Mark while beating on his leg at Mikey's

It's like a 13 year old on steroids.--Mark about my plant not growing

Anyone can make a bomb. But napalm, now that takes talent. I want to make napalm. Call him up I want to learn how to make napalm.--Mark after I told him about my ex.

There's going to be rat bones in the cupboard. I know you've got bones in there. They're going to jump out and kill me.--Mark about my empty shelf in my cupboard.

Don't you hate marb 100's? You don't know what to do with it until it gets the length of a regular smoke. You just stand there trying to flick and you can't and your whole sense of balance is thrown off.--Mark

Rotten fruit. That's what it is. Rotten citrus fruit.--Me to Mark about zima

He's going to kill you. You two are going to have to pretend to be together./Can't we just let him die?/ No. It's not like that.--Mikey to me and Mark. I replied and then Mark just adds in his thought at the end.

Why don't you pee?--Mark about the fact he pees every 3 seconds and I don't

You're moving your hand too fast. Stop it! I'm drunk damnet. I can't deal with this.--Me to Mark when he was screwing with my head.

Mark, that doesn't look like the girl from yesterday. Your girlfriend. Is that the same girl?/ Nope./ Oh.-- Wendy to Mark about the girl he was canoodling with and his response.

Were you drunk when you burnt yourself?/ Hey dumb ass, when am I not drunk?-- Mark to me about a mark on my arm.