 BuckFifty: "*hic* I'm here to chew some ass and kick some bubble gum... *slur* And I'm all outta ass..." *passes out* |
 Lu_Bu: "I'm telling you, I was framed!" (Sorry) |
 GersonK: The product of a menage between Douglas Adams and Stephen King. Every five years he publishes fifty books at once. |
 claimdude: 'My wife just loves to pick'em off my head and eat 'em! Isn't she swell?' |
 Reynard_T_Fox: "Yeah yeah, I predict youse gonna cough up four ninety-five for da pleasure a' chattin' with me, jerky! Butt quick!" |
 Jazzsoda: Kyle's gone undercover as a stopsign again, in hopes of making another big "rolling 'California' stop" bust. |
 BrakYeller: Easily Distracted Micheal Zorek: "I've never been in those kinds of films, detect-- OOH! A film crew!" (strips) |
 JediClone: "Yeah, we're overweight underconditioned cops! You wanna make something of it?" "Well, what would you do if I did? CHASE me?" "... well... no..." |
 Reynard_T_Fox: Mentos...the Fresh-*SCREEEEECH* *CRASH* |
 Jazzsoda: "Whnnu tnnknh bnth mhntvn?" (Translation:"Whatchu talkin 'bout, McVeigh?") |
 Seltaeb: Carl thinks it would be easier for his doctor to measure his temperature if he had a big meat thermometer lodged in his skull. |
 E_B_A: "the pink areas designate Bill Gate's future real estate investments..." "And the blue?" "That's the water." "I see." |
 E_B_A: "Wow! A hammock for your foot!" *PUSH* "OOOWWW!" "Neat." *PUSH!* "AUUUGH!" "This is fun." *PUSH!* "STOP THAT! OOOOHHH! PLEASE!" |
 HanoverF: o/` If I knew you were coming I'd have knitted a cake... |
 Occupant: "I'm Your Man"? Right, George. And I'm yours. |
 Seltaeb: "Sorry ma'am, but your insurance doesn't cover Band-Aids, so I'll just have to blow on your cut until it scabs..." |
 E_B_A: "Little ruffians! And they didn't even get my phone number right..." *PSST!* *PSSSS* "There." |
 matrix29: Mommy my pillow smells funny... |