 CrabofDoom: Poontaker |  HanoverF: Paternal Air: If you don't behave we'll pull over and you can walk. Still safer than flying Northwest |  AgentQ: *elegantly vomits*  AgentQ: Only 1,543 hours until detonation! Can Bond get there in time? *Bond gets on train* *drums fingers lightly on thigh while staring absent-mindedly out the window*  Seltaeb: "There were these four boys in black clothing galavanting around with some awful music playing. I took care of them."  Zonk: Not surprisingly, Encrusted Patina Man ranks pretty low on the list of dangerous Bond villains.  Agent_Moldy: ♪ Whennn the moon rakes your eye like a pasty British guy, that's amore...  jack_routers: Kielroy was here.  Jazzsoda: You guys can badmouth Northwest Airlines all you want, but at least they still serve water on their flights.  jack_routers: Bqasil? What kind of country is that?  Jazzsoda: "There are fallen autumn leaves all over the moon's surface. Here are the details." "Goddamn that Connery for using up all the good Bond plot ideas."  AgentQ: "I like lights."  Agent_Moldy: John Glenn looks at his mission patch and fondly remembers his time aboard the U.S.S. Dizzy.  HanoverF: *Mario in bathroom trying to make room for his eighth green mushroom*  Jazzsoda: Inspector Gadget accidentally caught a glimpse of his developing niece Penny changing into a swimsuit. The resulting orgasm permanently deployed all of his gadgets at once. Talk about awkward.  CrabofDoom: Meanwhile, in Rio de Jen7-UP, 007-UP speeds to the evil lair with a sawed-off uncola...  Zonk: Kiel ..Of... Fortune!!!  echostation: Uncle Sid's taco farts were a force to be reckoned with.  Reynard: Oh great, Kiel's on the trampoline, we'll never get a moment's peace up herenow. "HEY LOOK! *long pause* *bounce* *long pause* "HEY LOOK!"  Agent_Moldy: This villain wears the 'fros of all those who've wronged him.  Jazzsoda: And this, ladies and gentlemen, is why the hammock toilet failed. Let's watch that again in slo-mo Zonk: "Sometimes I just like to relax here on my large crystalline banana." "It's filled entirely with 7UP."  Seltaeb: "Hello, French's Mustard hotline, this is Brad, how may I help you?"  Reynard: "It's a digital watch, 007!" "Yes..." "With a seconds display!" "I'm unimpressed, Q." "Press the button, 007." "And?" "It shows the DATE!"  Jazzsoda: Shut up guys, I thought the Pontiac Aztek looked cool.  CrabofDoom: *shot pans down slowly* *space baby in solar womb swigs from 7-UP bottle*  HanoverF: "Mind if I Enter your orbit?" "Hmmph!" "Care to Initiate docking procedures?" "Grow 7up 007." "Wanna fuck?" "Yes please."  Reynard: Operation: Kill Bill was going WAY over budget.  Seltaeb: This makes it easier for Elvis to shoot.  Jazzsoda: *Bond heads for airlock* *captain sneaks over, smokes game-winning point on air hockey table*
"Ha ha!"
 Seltaeb: "Captain, burst of lemon-lime flavor at 12 o'clock!"  HanoverF: What do you mean no one installed seat belts into the Space Bus? Awww shit...  CrabofDoom: "Whoops. Hey, I dropped this one - you might wanna wait a second before you ope-" *EPIC BOOM* *OF REFRESHMENT* |
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