Wacky!

 
Psyko: 
"I'm sorry, ma'am, I can't allow you to check your son." 
 
Jazzsoda: 
"Howdy, I'm Leavis, the fire dwarf, let's be friends! Wha? Huh? Oh, I guess you're just like all the rest! Screaming & flailing to get away from the new guy!" 
 
Cerg 
"Damn Time-Life home repair books. Roof it yourself my ass!" 
 
Hippie: 
The Members Only investigative team met Bill at the coffee shop and, after a few intensive interviews, he admitted he was NOT a member. 
 
GuloGulo: 
Engrossed by the latest People magazine, Ron doesn't even notice that he's being hog-tied and that ruffians are abusing his wife and stealing his possessions. 
 
keogh: 
Jim almost made it to his lunch break. Then Mrs. McGillicuddy rolled her chest of drawers up to the counter. Damn her! 
 
HunterZ: 
And rember kids see your dentist twice a year...Billy here didn't and look at him now. 
 
Cerg: 
"I never should have eaten that wonka gum. Look at me, I'm turning into a blueberry..." 
 
Hippie: 
(The shadow falls on her) No you don't, Granny Appleseed! You've been caught by THE HUMAN BUTTERFLY! 
 
Artanas: 
"Hello God! It's me again and......thanks for making me gay!" 
 
keogh: 
The Packers know -- it's Prince Spaghetti night! 
 
Hippie: 
Dr. Benson took such good care of his files, they would always jump up to greet him when he came through the door. 
 
TravisBickle: 
Oh yeah, Turner, that's the way. Shake your money maker, c'mon... 
 
E_B_A: 
"Lego 1: this is Houston. You are cleared for launch." "I can't push the button?" "Is it a malfunction?" "No. My arms don't bend at the elbow." 
 
Seltaeb: 
Let's pretend we're hugging Brando! 
 
keogh: 
It was a harsh and lonely childhood, having his Aggies taken hostage and never being told how the fairy tales ended. 
 
Goob: 
In Texas, auditions for "The Sunshine Boys" were often nasty, bitter rivalries. 
 
Occupant: 
You're gonna punch me in the head and kick me in the balls? Why, them's fightin' words! 
 
Artanas: 
Awwww, widdle insuwance baby gonna cwy! It's okay widdle insuwance baby, you special... 
 
Seltaeb: 
Look at that chair she's sitting on. Amazing what you can do with Triscuits these days. 
 
Hippie: 
Man, the place is packed tonight! Good thing you wore the CLOAK OF SATAURION 7! *Phil, I'm not going to mis-use the power! *Just get us a good table! C'mon! 
 
keogh: 
"You wouldn't sell your grandpa out to the Nazis, would ya, Billy?" "Uh, no." "Good boy. They're those guys in the white suits. I gotta submerge." 
 
Hippie: 
But before we start trolling, let's have a moment of silence, stand, and say our pledge to Riff's hat. 
 
BestBrainsInc: 
"I smell fish and saltwater..here.." 'Alright Don, ENOUGH song parodies! Can't you see we're trying to sell some damn vibrator fish lures????' 
 
keogh: 
"Stop it! Stop struggling and listen to me! I'm you from 6 months into the future, and I've come here to tell you not to take this role!" 
 
Hippie: 
Frankenstein's classes in "constructive criticism and reassurance" really paid off. "There, there. You do good. Is work in progress. Have nice qualities!" 
 
E_B_A: 
Q. What's up DJ Miko? A. Broomstick. 
 
Artanas: 
"Thank you for pointing the way Somewhat Like A Compass Man!" "Think nothing of it Him Who Looks Like Mark Twain" 
 
HanoverF: 
Why does he have Poirot's moustache on his collar? 
 
Hippie: 
I changed the toner in the copier, ma'am! *Thank you, Simon. You can have the day off. Don't bother coming in tomorrow either. *Damn! Again! 
 
Tumbler: 
Quasimoto was torn ... because he hated the Dukes ... but he trusted General Lee. 
 
Seltaeb: 
It's always fun when Bill Nye The Science Guy gets drunk and does that shadow puppet of a Stephen J. Cannell Production. 
 
keogh: 
"When I said you needed a hobby, Lorie, I meant stamp collecting or gardening. I want to be supportive, but collecting dead chimney sweeps is a lot to ask." 
 
Hippie: 
Sherrie argued it was Johnny's constant Telethon that was ruining their marriages; Johnny, via satellite, vehemently disagreed. 
 
Hippie: 
Now I'm going to leave my sweet tweety bird right here--don't you try to eat him, you mean ol' Hitler! *Jawohl! 
 
Hippie: 
Jackets later successfully went on to be covers for third grade Health books. 
 
Shockupant: 
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!
 
Hippie: 
A tutu... and a yellow construction helmet. This could only mean one thing! (Brought to you by Luke Duke Rash Conclusion Playhouse). 
 
Jazzsoda: 
George has devised a plan to fit more pictures on his desk. His wife thinks he's mad. 
 
keogh: 
Special Agent Sally Rough and Mona Lisa -- they're cops. "Okay, get in the cart. When they order breakfast you jump out and give 'em room service with a smile." 
 
Angel_Noir: 
"My kung fu has a stronger portfolio than yours." "Insolent dog, my kung fu shall leverage buyout your kung fu's commodities!" 
 
GuloGulo: 
The problem with finger sandwiches at parties is that some people don't know when to stop.
 
AgentQ: 
"Hi! You're under arrest. Mind if I watch the game?" That's next week on Harry Nicks, Leisure Cop! 
 
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