On the sixth day of Fafmiss, my true love gave to me...


Six greasers braying...

FIVE RECALLED TOYS!
Four calling plans,
Three Freedom hens,
Two Aris gloves,
And a pitchfork in a zombie.

John Travolta: HA-HA! You're doing the chicken dance!
Greaser #3: Ooooh! Dude, that's just cold.
Olivia Newton John: I only have one thing to say: "Shut up, TERL!!"
Greaser #2: Oh, SNAP! ... Girl, you're somethin' else! Them shoes are smokin'! What say you and I blow outta here and ditch these losers.
Greaser #1: Dag, Terl, you gonna just stand there and take that?!

[Don't worry, Olivia. He's just teasing because he likes you.]