Boy and Girl walk into clothes shop;
Boy: 'Geez, it smells like ulti in here'
Girl: 'Yuk, thats a disgusting smell'
Son: 'Dad, pull over, I feel sick, I think i'm going to throw up'
Dad: 'Oh no, please don't do ulti in my car'
2) Ingredients; One unusually short friend, one tall obnoxious chick.
3) Their occupations are running a prayer line for Michael international.
4) ULTIS' never take no for an answer. Eat spicy pickles and watch some Hoarders!
Communication that heals your inner man.