 HanoverF: I can't drive 55, my Sammy Hagar scented air freshner would never forgive me. But the cops never buy that excuse. No idea why I even bought the shitty smelling thing. |  AgentQ: Tad had a thick, fully-grown beard. His jowls had a tendency to flop over it, though. |  Reynard_T_Fox: In Kentucky, remember to cross the double yellow line into the Fun Lane. Unless you're chicken.  UnReality: Is this some kind of fetish site for fir-ies?  E_B_A: "Let's see, I was sorting the mail and the pantyhouse fell out and got wrapped around my head. No! Maybe I was putting packages on my head to test the weight. Shit... um..."  AgentQ: "Is that when you developed an interest in economics?" "Yes, Mr. Kolchak, it is." "Please don't be so formal on our date." "For the ninetieth time, this isn't a DATE, it's an INTERVIEW, Mr. Kolchak!" "Carl." "No!"  JoeCrow: Looks like the Bluemen lost the discrimenation suit  keogh: "Yeah. Yeah, sorry. That sometimes happens when you're stalking the night." "Or when you're a pervert!" "That's kind of a job prerequisite."  E_B_A: Carl tries for several minutes in vain to stuff a chair into his pocket before realizing he left his big pants at home.  UnReality: Ever since the accident, Carl's walked around with a noticeable lamp.  HanoverF: The Halloween series really went down the tubes when Michael Myers refused to button his jumpsuit and let his beer belly hang out all the time  AgentQ: Carl got that look on his face often. When the vampire he staked turned out to be an albino. When the werewolf he shot turned out to be Robin Williams. When the ghost he vanquished turned out to be cigarette smoke. echostation: oO Could have been a fart. Then again, farts aren't usually thick and lumpy. So in all likelihood I just shit myself. But maybe, just maybe, it was a heavy fart, and only splattered my undies a bit...Oo  GodoHell: "Waitress? Waitress? Wai--damn! It seems like every time I wear this hat, I turn invisible."  keogh: "Well, okay, I'm game for a threesome." "Carl, this isn't a person or a sex toy, it's my science experiment." "And the threesome is my experiment. Do you see me shitting on your scientific method?"  AgentQ: Larry was so wasted last night, man. He got totally cyberfaced. What? No, I don't know how it happened either.  HanoverF: *DON'T YOU WISH YOUR GIRLFRIEND WAS HOT LIKE YUL BRYNNERBOT*  E_B_A: "If it weren't for you, lovely car battery, I'd actually think they were right and I am mad. Luckily I still have you... and that pinecone up my ass... you know, to protect me from demons. Don't look at me like that!" |
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