Jack, we know your secret. Well.. I guess not.
Okay... well... draw me like one of your french girls!
Look... they say that there was enough room for both of us. Arghhh.
Several years after global warming... Rose? Where are you? Titanic?
Well... the Global Warming came... Several years after... Rose, where are you? Where's the Titanic? Hahahahah.
A sequel for Titanic... yay! Thaitanic. Nope. Epic fail, go home guys, go home!
Draw me like one of your french girl, come on, draw me like one of them!
Well, this could've been a great love story, malchance! The gangster bird strikes again!