 Occupant: Arm not included | MonsterGoGo: For some reason, Sectaurs never gained much popularity outside Japan. "HAPPY DIARRHEA STORM-SPLOSION!" *still shots of every character's sweaty reaction* |  TravisBickle: We will be invinzzzzzible. No one can defeat uzzzzz... *other side turns on porch light, war over in seconds*  BuckFifty: "Do they transform?" "No son." "Do they have cool weapons?" "No son." "Do they get all the girls?" "No son." "Do they race around in cool cars?" "No son." "Do they..." "Let's watch Voltron."  Jazzsoda: "Going once, going twice, SOLD to the giant talking cockroach in the third row! Sir, you must truly love Kafka to bid so handsomely for this original manuscript."  GuloGulo: Roy's showboating became too much for even God to tolerate.  WB: *CUT!* *hops off, green army guy takes his place* *aaand ACTION!*  MonsterGoGo: "Well, we wanted the cartoon version to really sell the toys, so we have them doing everything the toys do." *watches 30 minutes of robots being banged together, fall off tables in "slo-mo", and mimic gay sex orgies*  Generik: That reminds me, I need to clean my Aeon Flux toaster oven.  GuloGulo: What's amazing is that Babe Ruth racked up those incredible stats while playing with a javelin shoved through his belly the whole time. Occupant: The Bambino hits the ball. It sails away . . . and is caught by the centerfielder. Somewhere in the Bronx, Timmy dies.  Buckfifty: A young Adolph Hitler, before Jenny Craig.  GuloGulo: What's amazing is that Willie Mays made all of those incredible catches while the whole time an angry muskrat was chewing on his spine.  BuckFifty: *pitcher hit in nuts with baseball* *crowd cheers* *gets free McFlurry from McDonalds on 'Free McFlurry if Pitcher gets hit in the nuts night'*  MonsterGoGo: Now kids, one of these sports stars is real pro, the other uses performance enhancing drugs. Can you tell--*figure on the right beats the figure on the left to death* "TELL HIM KIDS, FUCKING TELL THE MAN WHO'S ON DRUGS!?  GuloGulo: What's amazing is that Estes Mather fathered 15 children while still spending most of his life cumming into his hat in crowded situations.  HanoverF: From the look on Becky Beavers face here I'd guess her Mystery date is a log of pine  TravisBickle: "So, here's your mystery date, Travis." Oh, fucking hell! "I'm sure she has a great personality." HanoverF: "C'mon going steady! C'mon going steady!" *spins date result wheel* "Aww, date rape again!"  Occupant: "I always end up with Steve Buscemi!"  Reynard: I've been getting that on my Ouija board too many damn times. TravisBickle: "I'm going to the state fair." "I'm going to the movies." "I'm going to a shack in the woods. In the trunk.... Huh." *stunned silence*  Jazzsoda: The girl in the Triscuits box is watching you try to poop after eating Triscuits.  HanoverF: "Ladies I'm afraid one of these dates....
IS A MURDERER!" My version of these games are so much better.  Reynard: "Here's your Mystery Date, Rey!" "I hate you guys and I will have my horrible revenge.  Jazzsoda: I'm sorry, what's the backstory here? Because we need to see that lion knocking up a bumblebee if you want us to buy into this shit. Occ, put the camera down.  TravisBickle: "So, when does a caterpillar become a butterfly, Uncle Travis?" When they achieve orgasm. "Can we cut this week's visit short?"  GuloGulo: "Yip yip" "Yip yip yip yip" "Yip yip yip" "Uh huh, uh huh" Jazzsoda: Why is the forest so terrified again? "Lou Ferrigno's in town, and he's got a thing for knotholes." Run, forest! Run! InsideOutMan: Little Known Art Trivia: Dali remembers being born.  JediClone: So Yogi Bear fucked a garden? BuckFifty: "You mean this isn't the Kingdom of Caring?" "Wrong show toots." *evil cackle* COLOR BARS  JediClone: A Canarydiru? Tourism Tip #1: Dont urinate anywhere in Wuzzleland. Just hold it in. For days if neccessary.  Occupant: "MY STINGER!" *dies* BuckFifty: Yup, I remember the first time I lost my Bumblelion virginity... Found out it was a MantisMongoose. Scary shit.  JediClone: Nine months later, a Deertrain is born... |
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