 HanoverF: The worst part about taking your four wheel drive off roading is all the fucking bums that come out trying to wash your windows for spare change. |  JediClone: Whoa. There realy WERE people wandering aimlessly into pits in E.T.! And all this time I thought the Atari game was painfully innacurate. |  CrabofDoom: [deaf people shrug, having no idea what rock'n'roll sounds like]  HanoverF: *Cast of Saving Private Ryan awaits Nazi ambush* "Why'd all our guns turn into flashlights?" "Aww shit, Spielberg fucked us!" JediClone: Little Known Fact: One of Speilberg's film school projects was replacing all the katanas in Seven Samurai with flashlights.  CrabofDoom: Judas Priest! How the fuck did anyone ever consider this alien cuddly?!
.... oh.  Agent_Moldy: Now, I know what you're thinking. An 'Enter' sign? Must be his mom's bedroom, right? Ha-ha-ha. Nah, that's the one with the revolving door.  TravisBickle: I did come here on a MOTHERFUCKING SPACESHIP, you patronizing little shit.  Jazzsoda: And Danny never went in room 237 again. The End.  keogh: A car alarm goes off and E.T. mistakes it for his planet's national anthem.  Spock-up Pet: "What, no deli mustard? Why do you hate me, God?"  TravisBickle: What? I'm an alien. I make weird noises when I shit. Talk amongst yourselves.  Jazzsoda: CAN'T SLEEP, EVIL FROG WILL... NOT SURE WHAT EVIL FROG'S GONNA DO AND THE UNCERTAINTY IS MAKING IT HARD FOR ME TO SLEEP  InsideOutMan: Basket.  keogh: "Well, we've finished our bucket lists." "Was that what those were? Uh...I thought those were just errands we were running." "Well, we're about to die. I'm actually 316 years old." "I'm only seven." "Bitch, ain't it?"  TravisBickle: No shit, I was studying quantum physics before you were fucking born, kid! Man, I am SO going to eat you before I leave.  HanoverF: Drew's stand in ended up having to be filmed for a few scenes, but with clever editing you'd hardly notice.  Jazzsoda: I actually read those subtitles three times, trying to get the joke, before I realized I wasn't reading a caption. *buries shame in plate of nachos*  HanoverF: .o0O(Oh shit, this kid's a clinger, hope they get here soon) *checks imaginary space wristwatch*  Agent_Moldy: And now, the Dance of the Sugar Plum Parking Meters.  TravisBickle: Oh yeah, just leave me anywhere. I'll be fine. *white cork pops out of chest* Oh, I'm done by the way.  Reynard: "Also, wesside."  TravisBickle: Woah kid. Jäger really kicked our ass and shit out the pieces, didn't it?  Seltaeb: Since they know nothing about alien anatomy, they're actually masturbating him. Let's check their expressions at the point of climax!  Spock-Up Pet: "You're just using words you heard on ER, aren't you?" "Pretty much, yeah."  Jazzsoda: *Jazz's awesome Scientologist Doctors cap is thrown off the rails by the realization that the doctor in the center is obviously David Cross, WTF?*  JediClone: *BLAM!* "Uh, ET, that was a gun. It just looks like a phone." "Fuc. king. Speeeeeeeel. berg."  Agent_Moldy: No! Follow the gourd!  InsideOutMan: Jack and Jill
SUMMER  Agent_Moldy: Ooo, Blue Bomber knocked E.T.'s block off! |
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