Captain Cook.
Get back in the ship, men!
Let's get on the ship, men!
With a pita pan.
Pita pan
Take me to your Liederkranz.
A major difference.
Prime Rib
Let's name our sandwich shop after it
Let his people go!
Pita Pan
Park your car, man.
They are both empty from the neck up.
A dictatorship. *sobs*
Get on the ship
Because they AAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!
Want to date hot Russians!