The Madison Panty-Sniffing Festival

FZ: Well it's contest time ladies and gentlemen. Direct from Madison
Wisconsin, it's the Madison Panty-Sniffing Festival, just as promised
Vinnie: Cough!
FZ: Heavy duty? Maroon nylon heavy duty. Okay . . . Light blue cotton with tiny
Skid . . . . That's getting him very excited because it appears that the bottom
Parts of those pants are welded together. Okay let's try this, alice blue nylon
. .
Vinnie: These smell like the same ones I had last night
FZ: For those of you who didn't hear he says those smell like the same ones he
Had last night. Did you like them? You don't like those?
Vinnie: Maybe they are, maybe she's following us around
FZ: Black Nylon!
Vinnie: Ooooohhhh please!
FZ: Black Nylon, re . . . e-hem, registring a 19 on the Richter scale
Vinnie: Oh, God . . . gotta keep on . . . hah hah, it's fuckin' disgusting!
FZ: These are very light blue and apparently have come in contact with some
Corrosive material that has eaten the bottom out of it
Vinnie: China syndrome
FZ: What?
Vinnie: China Syndrome!
FZ: Yeah, ha ha ha ha ha! Awright, rustic hokey pokey, model number thirteen
Vinnie: Oorhh, nehh. (hack, hack)
FZ: Blue with the little embroidered things on the front
Vinnie: This smells like armpits. Ugh . .
FZ: Okay who wins? Those belong to Chuck Eldridge
Ike: Hi
FZ: Sorry