 Agent_Moldy: Marlene giggles naughtily, thinking about how that oven gets her pie all hot. |  Happy_Q_Year: My favorite scene is the one where Brendel gets killed by Geowolf. |  MoldLangSyne: Lovin' My Mares Away... Goats Tell About the Mountin'... Picnicking in the Outhouse...  MMVIIeldrick: Rejected Strange Days Cover # 43.  Happy_Q_Year: "I'm the decider!" *slams fists on desk* "We know, we know..." "My mind is like a slab of concrete! It's made up!" "Curious analogy, sir." "Don't interrupt me until after I'm finished." "Um..."  GersonK: Threads that burned a hole in our brains #45: Lapdances from Hell  Happy_Q_Year: The family reunion dinner was ruined when the girl from Evanescence walked across the table, sending the dishes magically flying all over the place. I mean, that was fine; the singing ruined the meal.  Gersonk: The most positive review for ABC's "Accordion to Jim" was "It's not According to Jim."  ReynaurdLangSyne: "I know it's late, Pa. But John Cusack looked so tired from holding this entire band over his head outside my window, so I figured I'd let 'em in."  JediClone: *exposes nipple* "To: Me! Lots Of Love, Roy Rogers!" *puts pen away*  Jazzsolution: That "Alligator Gonna Eatcha" pattern on his shirt was expensive, but it sure as hell kept the little kids and water bison away.  Auld_Lang_Seltaeb: Abe would often sit on his front porch and tickle his pacemaker scar in inappropriate ways. It kept away salesmen, at least.  Jazzsolution: Father Flannigan told one parable too many and ended up out in the cornfield with a Jack-n-the-Box for an ass. Which, understandably, raised some questions in his mind about Jesus' master plan.  WryBatty: Earth Angel. HanoverF: Luckily for Pac-Man his alibi checked out  HanoverF: Cows don't know its paint thiner  Jazzsolution: Guinness sent three judges to verify that Fred's lit fart had been going on longer than the Kennedy flame. First judge broke his arm running to tell the Enquirer.  designated_keogh: Remember, there are no rules to grieving. There's some "Bitch, you crazy?", but no rules per se.  HanoverF: Never ask a literalist for some traveling music  Jazzsolution: And now, Sean "Puffy" Combs and family sing "I'll Be Brushing You."  HanoverF: "So *THUNK* Put it to a vote. *THUNK* stop hanging frying pans from the ceiling. All in favor say *THUNK* Owwww"  ReynaurdLangSyne: I was really jazzed about the great deal I got on that studio apartment until I woke up the next morning and we were halfway through Nebraska.  designated_keogh: As the dimensional walls wear thin, several alternate versions of David Bowie collide. Fortunately they all have rhythm.  HanoverF: Come for the shade, stay for the post  Auld_Lang_Seltaeb: Laxatives & Necrophelia?  Happy_Q_Year: People say you shouldn't clean out your ears with a sharpened pencil. People are-- *earwax starts crawling up pencil* Um... people... never said anything about this. *earwax makes mewling noise* Uh...  Generik: Okay, raise your hands now if you *haven't* seen Britney Spears' clit online yet.  JediClone: New to USA: "Detective" The story of an obsessive-copmpulsive monk! "There are THREE LUMPS in this gruel! IT'S NOT EVEN!" *pushes bowl away* Happy_Q_Year: In the late '90s, Enigma created their own cooking show, which was most notable for the fact that the opening theme song dragged on for a good eight minutes.  Auld_Lang_Seltaeb: Move over, Lindsay Lohan! There's a new Firecrotch in town! |