Aries: “You must have a PhD in deliciousness.”
Taurus: “Do I need to take off my bling?”
Gemini: “Slamma jamma that’s a big clamma!”
Cancer: “I’m driving the bus to Flavortown.”
Leo: “Love, peace, and taco grease.”
Virgo: “That is MONEY right there, brother.”
Libra: “Holy clam, Batman!”
Scorpio: “I could put this on a flip-flop and it would taste good.”
Sagittarius: “Holy moly, Stromboli!”
Capricorn: “This patio goes off the hook — I think the folks are in a Flavortown food coma.”
Aquarius: “You’re taking the gobble full throttle!”
Pisces: “Shut the front door, son of Tatum O’Neal, that’s dynamite.”
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