“Mr. Grits: We're the Non-Perishables, motherfucker.

Twink: We never expired.

Firewater: We are...Immortal. This here's Twink and Grits.

Mr. Grits: They call me Mr. Grits.

Firewater: Eh, Mr. Grits. Whatever.

Mr. Grits: You told him about the crackers?”