1/10/09: My, Your Cube is Gleaming


Jazzsoda:
"Wow, so your airline's been haunted by the ghost of Will Rogers ever since his crash?" "Yeah. Weird, huh?" "What do you do about THAT?" "Toddler fencing." "Oh." "Yeah, surprised us it was that easy too."

HanoverF:
"Now what do you kids have to say for yourselves."

"We're sorry we gleamed that cube."

"And"
"Awww!"
"And?"
"We won't do it again."

"That's better, run along now."


Jazzsoda:
The invention of the skateboard would eventually make this activity much more fun.

*idiots continue to sprint around inside empty pool*


Reynard:
Donate or these kids get the boiling oil.

Jazzsoda:
"No! For the last time we don't sell outdoor grills here! This is a charity organiza-"

"Screw you people! And what the hell kind of acronym is VACRF anyway? It sounds like somebody throwing up on a Roomba."


Jazzsoda:
"No! For the last time we don't sell outdoor grills here! This is a charity organiza-"

"Screw you people! And what the hell kind of acronym is VACRF anyway? It sounds like somebody throwing up on a Roomba."


Agent_Moldy:
"Why nobody want to shop at my Balls -n- Hag store?"

Seltaeb:
I had that same steak poster in my room when I was in school.

GuloGulo:
Enemas aren't enough. Gotta just yank the whole works out and give 'em a good rinse.

JediClone:
"Respects to your mother"

Funeral As Ice


TravisBickle:
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Your show's been cancelled
Lick our balls and die

love, NBC


Occupant:
*bus stops short*

And that's how Michael J. Fox replaced Eric Stoltz in "Back to the Future", children!


jack_routers:
This is what's called a phone booth, kids. To imagine what it was like to use one, imagine a combination of permanent grime and frustration.

Reynard:
"It's the dead man's hand, Chief. A pair of aces, a pair of eights, and the vagina card."

Occupant:
*pricks finger on hair*

GuloGulo:
"What the fuck do they mean by Food Court? I don't see no judge."

Reynard:
Under pressure from the IOCC, the organizers of the Beijing Olympics dropped the shot-putting-with-the heads-of-political enemies event.

CrabofDoom:
Fuckin' jaded kids these days. A lamp post sails in on a DaVinci chute, and does anyone look up from their precious texting? Noooo...

jack_routers:
"Eighteen Tanquerays and Mommy's flyyyyyying, hon! Now go eat your Twinkie pudding."

Occupant:
"I don't even know you. Why do I have the urge to kick you in the nuts?"

"Everyone gets that. It should pass."

"Not sure I can wait that long."


HanoverF:
"You want me to take my top off?!"

The YA door is totally into it, but the christian door is strangely silent on the issue.


Generik:
"Jews for Jesus? Nah, that's old hat. I'm Chris, and I'm with Mormons for Allah. Salim alekhem, sir."

Soozcat:
Cubing the Hair

Reynard:
"Fresh Prince Video Headquarters, may I help you?"

Seltaeb:
Guess which one just peed his pants...

HanoverF:
Defensive driving, Los Angeles style

Agent_Moldy:
♪ I! Can't! Flee! THIR-TY THREEEE!

Zoogicub:
Corey Feldman:
Appreciative of L.A. Drivers Who Signal Proper Lane Changes Well In Advance.

JediClone:
"One day, I shall learn to shave. And on that day, my dear, you shall find me sexy!"

Zoogicub:
So THAT was Vin Diesel's real name!

Yeah, I'd change it too.

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