 BuckFifty: "BILLY MAYS HERE! BUY MY BAT SEMEN OR I'LL KEEP TALKING..." *phones in background ring off the hook* |  AgentQ: "HI, BILLY MAYS HERE TO BEG FOR HELP! ANYONE OUT THERE WHO KNOWS THE WAYS OF WIZARDRY AND SORCERY, I HAVE BEEN BEWITCHED! SOME FOUL WARLOCK HAS TRANSFORMED MY PENIS INTO A CLOWN NOSE! I HAVE OPENED MY FLY TO DISPLAY IT!" |  Jazzsoda: "Finally, an easy-engrave tombstone for my pets!" *fake smile* *dog swings from noose outside window*  Thwacky: ...just when you least expect it.  Jazzsoda: Bullshit. *outer space implodes* Oh my God I was such a fool.  keogh: Why, think of the space I've already saved with the other things I don't bother to get: Anne Rice novels, Elton John CDs, replica biplanes, relief maps of Jupiter...  Thwacky: "I've gone MAD from the POWER OF IT ALL!!!" Reynard: "NOW TO MAKE THE TOWEL SALAD! HA HA! BILLY MAYS' ENTHUSIASM SURE IS INFECTIOUS! SO IS HIS DEGENERATIVE BRAIN DISEASE, OR SO I AM TOLD! ... HA HA!"  AgentQ: "HEE HEE HEE" *smashes fruit into her face*
"HEE HEE HEE"
"HEE HEE HEE"  Thwacky: "Well, now I don't know which end to screw in. Lightbulbs used to be such easy technology." JediClone: Tired of chipping teeth on cheap plastic packaging? Looks like you need new AdamanTeethUm™! HanoverF: "Damn your nuke proof blister packaging Shop Erotic! I need Anal plugging and I need it now!"  MonsterGoGo: And when you start to feel lonely and unappreciated, just imagine each one has an individual personality, not unlike your cats. "All right guys, time for yum-yums!" *giggles melt into sobs*  AgentQ: Tired of fat-less calories? Who isn't? Demand fattened calories!  Generik: "It's the new What Color Is My Terror? alert from Halliburton. I know if there is a nuclear attack coming, a biological agent about to be spread or Democrats have been elected to office. ...Uh oh, it's turning yellow!"  Nyssa23: "Mom...do you douche?" "Hell yes, nasty bitch! Don't you?"  BuckFifty: *buns scream in terror as they're burned alive* "Um, anyone hear anything?" *hot dog weiners cry out for vengeance* "I swear, there it is again..." keogh: "It cooks four hotdogs and three hotdog buns, just as God intended."  HanoverF: Take THAT!!! Billy Mays clown nose penis! MonsterGoGo: "Alright Jesus, watch this, this is gonna be awesome." "What're you making, Dad?" "It's gonna be called: Angelina Jolie." "Haha, those lips are huge!" "Haha, wait 'til you see the ones I made for her face."  HanoverF: And they say video games never teach you anything. Thanks E. Honda.  CrabofDoom: Wow. His fez has really let itself go.  Reynard: No party is complete without the Wheelbarrow Fulla Food™! Dive in!  Agent_Moldy: Is your singles social missing a 2nd-rate diet drink? Well, not any more! Call 1-800-LOT-0-TAB and let the blandness begin! Jazzsoda: I was going to make a cap about Larry Craig's bathroom habits but I couldn't think of a way to incorporate the collection trays without making myself sick, so here you go.  echostation: Stores easily!  Dante83: Yet she's perfectly at ease with a killer cyborg in the house.  MonsterGoGo: "What's that lil' missy? You wanna go back in the box?! I've got 30 more days of no risk. I'LL DO IT, GIRL."  Agent_Moldy: Then hog away!  JediClone: You know it's a decated gaming computer because of the zits.  SansSerif: Just glue one to your forehead, and you'll look like a doctor from the future.  AgentQ: "Why don't you cry about it?"  TyranosaurisRex: Especially of you're married to it. |
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