Jazzsoda: Hey! That's my Haagen-Dazs you're chowin' down on there, buddy! You give that back right now and I won't have to have my big brother Matt Lesko kick your ass! |
Shifter: "I know you took my bicycle, Francis." |
Jazzsoda: I'm sincerely sorry, dear. Next time I'll handle the thugs myself and *YOU* can run away screaming like a woman. I promise. |
AgentQ: Note to self, get a cassette recorder to keep track of notes to self. |
Artanas: "My psychic told me i would have anannurism.....can you beli..ARRRRRRGGGHHH!!!!" |
AgentQ: I may look rich, white and gay, but I'm really only affluent. |
Artanas: "My psychic told me i would be recieving my lower teeth in the mail anyday now! Yippie!" |
bosko: Folks! Your probaly asking yourself, 'Rich how did you get rich and how can I get rich like Rich'. |
keogh: A Louis XVI chair, a smoking jacket, and a jowl full of Redman, and Craig was ready for the Saturday morning cartoons. |
Hippie: ...so George said mother had a new hip, and needed... *I'm sitt-ing at the big boy's table. *Uh... yes, you are, Nathan. |
bosko: DUDE! now add some vodka! |
GuloGulo: "Yeah, Reba's jealous of my breasts. What can I say? I'm a sexy man." |
Hippie: A true wonder of nature, the vapid Tree Dork of Northern California can blend into all his surroundings, preventing harmful wedgies and pink bellies. |
Hippie: Mr. Bernardo, I purchased over $7000 in futures from your company and lost every dime. *So? So I should apologize or something? What do you want? Asshole. |
Shifter: Vote Most Likely To Spawn Billy Idol |
Jazzsoda: I think somebody dropped the ball on this one, that *should* say "William Trade: Part-time Stoner" |
Jazzsoda: "Supermormon is Taken Aback" OR "Alex Mormoni winds up for the strike" |
su27: Pantless Realters. Next on Hard Copy. |
Flanker: AKA King Whitey |
AgentQ: You know in Child's Play when Chucky gets that mean look on his face? That was me! |
Artanas: "Yes, i'm wearing the the skin you gave me for Christmas......" |
JoeCrow: "Ooo yew cawyen hair yip, you sit head" |
Occupant: She told me I was hopelessly effeminate. How did she know that? |
Jazzsoda: Wabbit Season!! |