slather

"Beat the starch out of me and slather me in Parmesan," Jesus.

- Pretty good after you slather it in ketchup.

After a hot shower slather some of that on.

All right, well, you slather me with this crap, - I'll show you a look. - Mm-hmm.

All you gotta do is slather it on.

"Beat the starch out of me and slather me in Parmesan," Jesus.

- Pretty good after you slather it in ketchup.

After a hot shower slather some of that on.

All right, well, you slather me with this crap, - I'll show you a look. - Mm-hmm.

All you gotta do is slather it on.

All right, but still might help if you slathered my body with oil.

Bring on your Turkey and stuffing, your mashed potatoes and mouth-watering gravy, your buttery Crescent rolls and pumpkin pie slathered in pillowy clouds of whipped cream.

But I bet you look super hot playing shuffleboard, just... slathered in Bengay.

Clearly this is shaping up to be one of those moments... that St. Peter will show on the big video screen when I die... and I, for one, don't want to see us staggering around... with ice cream slathered all over our faces... while my soul hangs in the balance.

Fleischman, you should be under the covers, slathered in Vicks, wrapped in plastic laundry bags, sweating out these toxins.

Any chance of slathering this on some cold pizza?

But between the color and The way you're slathering it on,

I'm slathering up my boobs as we speak.

Less blathering, more slathering.

Of slathering up your big stinky feet. I didn't ask you to do this.

All right, but still might help if you slathered my body with oil.

Bring on your Turkey and stuffing, your mashed potatoes and mouth-watering gravy, your buttery Crescent rolls and pumpkin pie slathered in pillowy clouds of whipped cream.

But I bet you look super hot playing shuffleboard, just... slathered in Bengay.

Clearly this is shaping up to be one of those moments... that St. Peter will show on the big video screen when I die... and I, for one, don't want to see us staggering around... with ice cream slathered all over our faces... while my soul hangs in the balance.

Fleischman, you should be under the covers, slathered in Vicks, wrapped in plastic laundry bags, sweating out these toxins.

Any chance of slathering this on some cold pizza?

But between the color and The way you're slathering it on,

I'm slathering up my boobs as we speak.

Less blathering, more slathering.

Of slathering up your big stinky feet. I didn't ask you to do this.