1) Random conversation while closing:
Gringo: I get all my muscles by carrying old ladies across the street.
Jazz master: Whatever.
Gringo: ...then down an alley and into the back of a van.
D: Gasp!
Jazz master: Oh my God.
Gringo: Oh come on, they don't care, they don't have any memory.
D: OK, you've been reading too much Catcher in the Rye.
2) In reference to the Star Wars' Christmas Special
Gringo: They might as well show a competition where people throw Downs Syndrome kids.
3) Fun with a customer signing up for a free program:
Customer: Does it cost anything?
Gringo: Two pints of cat blood.
4) In response to coworker Crazy Lady's comments about the inferiority of eau de toilette as compared to perfume:
Gringo: That is why I only wear scent made of sweat from the breasts and thighs of 17 virgins.
Cock-sucking Mohican: You straight people are disgusting.
::GringO::
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