Crown Prince Frederik of Denmark, aka "Fred":
"Hey, guys, it's great to meet you and hang out together. Wonderful weather we're having, wouldn't you agree? I understand that John here was telling you all about the red velvet diplomatic bag that I've travelled down here with. Actually a new American musician friend filled it back up for me recently. I thought maybe you'd like to check it out and "examine the contents", as it were, hehe. Ladies first, right fellas? There, go ahead, take it. I think you'll really like it. Now, say, who amongst you sails? Anyone? No? Hm, well, who here likes a good beer, eh, any takers? What? Oh, yes, well, right, yes I suppose I could purchase a few cases of beer and some snacks, sounds great. Yeah. So you all used to skip school together? Excellent. Gosh, this is great, guys, isn't it?"
Bald friend: "John, uh, your fucking fly is down, mate. Hey, how much you asking for the car?"
John Stuart Boganson's butt crack:
"You media FUCKWADS! This was suppos'd to be a PRRRRRIVATE meeting. Get the fuck oot of 'ere. We're not doin' anythin bad or illegal or anythin, so just get the FUCK OUT OF 'ERE! You're all a bunch of the suckingest dick suckers who ever SUCKED, so suck it and mouv on! New! Before I sprrray you with some of my Skanknak-MacBoganderry juice. Yeah, you thought me sister's butt was tellin' ya somethin' at the zoo. You ain't seen nothin'! New, BEAT IT!"
Tall, hairy friend:
"John, where did you fucking find this guy, this is amazing. I can't believe you guys scored like a total ambassador's stash. Shit, we're not being watched or followed are we? Man, I can't believe this primo stuff! This is sweet! We don't have to pay for this do we, mate? Hey, we've got to take this guy back to my place and just get stoked. Kim broke up with me, bitch, so I've the place to myself now. We can hang out on the futon all night and just enjoy the fucking show! Killer! This is so AWESOME! You really gonna be a fucking king? Hey, kick that pommie bastard Charles in the nads for me, huh - you're way better."
"Really? Me? Oh my god? Thank you, wow, thank you so much. So, you're really a prince, right? Wow. You're so funny and witty, too. Hahahaha, oh stop, you're too much, oh my god."
"I get really hungry when I'm stoned, like I really have to have some pizza. Really bad. With like green olives, mate. Not black olives, green olives. You know, like the kind they put in martinis, but you know, without the little red thing in the middle of it. I think it's called a pimento or maybe it's a piece of red pepper or tomato or something. I don't know, but anyway it's that kind of green olive. Definitely not the black ones. I think those are from a can, you can't even taste any brine. No real olive-y taste. You've got to have that salty olive-y taste. Hey, Fred, does Snoop Dogg like pizza?"