Time it was, and what a time it was, it was. A time of innocence, a time of confidences. Long ago, it must be. I have a photograph. 

I know you're really clicking on this to read about the QBs 

Many chances.

I brought you here, for I am Spartacus. 

Corn.

Well, since you're throwing bullets, I'm not even gonna mention the fact that you're an hour late, and I have been standing here trying to figure out who my starting pitcher would be if you didn't show up.

sure what the hell roll with it 

the otter is: depressed

they have eaten the beef and now emerge from the cocoon 

curse-break status: looking good