I wanna welcome you guys to my first ever non-contact boxing class. It's called Teddybox. It's all the "wow" without the "ow".The Man From Toronto, by Teddy Jackson
Who the hell still uses Hotmail?E-MailsThe Man From Toronto, by Man from Toronto
Teddy: "Look, I'm not the Man from Toronto, okay? I'm actually just an idiot from Yorktown."
FBI Agent: "We're well aware, Mr. Jackson."
Teddy: "What's that, for your little serial killer wall?"
Man from Toronto: "You think you'd make the wall? Come on, man. You're barely fridge material."
Marty: "So these flyers you made up? I spent my entire marketing budget on these things, and we ain't got one bite."
Teddy: "They're gonna come through that door any day, any minute. You just gotta be patient. You know that!"
Marty: "Well, they would be. If you had put the address on this thing!"
Teddy: "What? I mean, who really needs addresses? Then they'll call you, Marty."
Marty: "You left out the phone number too."
When I looked back, I learned the last thing that my unfortunate grandfather would ever teach me. Bears have very sharp claws, which they use to fillet the skin off their still-breathing victims.The Man From Toronto, by Man from Toronto
Oh, Teddy. You need to come up with something a little less dangerous!The Man From Toronto, by Lori
I'm introducing two pieces of non-breathable plastic. Think about five garbage bags wrapped up into two good pieces, where you just can't let nothing out except sweat.The Man From Toronto, by Teddy Jackson