Sanka:Wanna kiss my lucky egg?
Derice:Sanca! Ya dead?
Sanka:Ya man...
Sanka:Hey coach, coach. My helmet doesnt fit.
*coach bangs it on the top and it slips on*
Sanka:Thanks coach.
Irv: Our Father, who art in Calgary, Bobsled be thy name. Thy kingdom come, gold medals won, on Earth as it is in...