EvilAsh2: You go girl! |
Hippie: Ewww. That's yucky. Let's go with your idea and put bolts in the neck. |
Hippie: Headache, Cindy? *A little one, Foxy Brown Sugar. *Can't have a ho with a headache--bad for business, baby! Try Sudafed! |
E_B_A: "He-man strength! HA! Gimmie my stuffed bunny you wimp!" |
keogh: "See here, you silly little savage, it's very simple...you press this to make him get the mushroom and...now look, you've got papaya pulp all over the buttons." |
Psyko: "Take it slowly... any sudden moves can trigger the release... just hold it steady while I grab the cheese..." |
Hippie: Sir, these new night-vision goggles make me feel all warm and girlie inside. |
Artanas: Feeling abused and underpaid, Ronald McDonald brings back his thugs to settle business... |
Occupant: Betty Broadwell, 1997 World Checkers Champion |
Yeepah: Damn that Princess and the Pea story...now Phil's sticking all sorts of weird crud under the mattress... |
Jazzsoda: Go ahead, Timmy, you can ride up front with the engine! |
Hippie: No, no, Missy, don't leave! It isn't what it looks like, I just dropped an M&M! |
Jazzsoda: Geopetto likes *ME* best, you were a whittling accident. |
VladtheImpaler: If you'll look to our back left you can see the shadow of the man with the biggest head in the world. |
Shifter: Every night, Grandpa would read his latest poems to the "nice little flat boy in the rectangle." |
ZebehnDeGeustaah: Hmm, so *that's* how that guy I see at the coffee shop got such a muscular nose. |
Jonesing: We love our home Phantom Zone! |
GuloGulo: Not having computer imaging to work with, Jane had to use more crude means to tell her plastic surgeon what she wanted. |
Hippie: Suddenly everyone knew who would be the decoy to dart outside and draw the sniper's fire. |
bosko: The life-size Barbie comes to life and attacks the kids parents |
Jazzsoda: Dahling, you always said you'd never let the Raisin Bran sun come between us... I guess it was just talk like all the rest... |
Jazzsoda: Hi, I'm your host, Bill Bickerto- *twitch* Uh, today we'll be taking a look a-- *twitch* *yank* whhiiiiirr "You got 'im Hank! Let up on the drag! Set the hook!" |
Hippie: *sniff* Is that gas? No! No, miss, don't! Damn you, you're getting coal in your stocking until your goddamn teeth fall out! |
Hippie: Dear diary: Confronted Slash today. Again insisted on buying my hat. I'm willing to sell, but holding out for a higher price. |
Vt: World's first Graphitti Artist. |
Hippie: Where's my MONKEY?!? *Sir, I AM your monkey. 'Twould appear I've evolved or some such plathering whilst you were upstairs bangin' that right whore. |
keogh: "Star. Wavy lines. Star. Naked picture of Danny Bonaducci...hey!" |