Hey ladies, wanna dance? My name is Clifford and I like to smile....see?
Oh Clifford, you goofy fuck. Here's a little advice. Never smile at a lady when you're suffering from mouth rot. Shit man, my eyes are drawn to those gums like a goddamn moth to a flame.
You look like a fuckin' hamster showing off the empty pouches in his cheeks. What the fuck do you store in that mouth? Canned food? Jesus Christ, why in the hell are we storing these Taliban scum in Cuba when we could store them in that gaping orifice on your face?