 Agent_Moldy: "And then I asked her to 'Pullman finger'! Ha! Get it? What? No, she wouldn't go out with me, why?" |  Agent_Moldy: "And then I told her about my 'Pullman Car'! Ha! Get it? Yes, yes, I'm still single, why?" |  LiveFreeOrdai: "Do you have any idea what time it is? Well, sell at six and a quarter, do I have to tell you everything? Good. Now fuck off."  Agent_Moldy: "Six and a quarter? Got it. Thanks."  HankeeDoodleF: "I just LOVE having breakfast in front of the gaping anus." 'You're never going to let me forget hiring that architect are you?' "What? I couldn't hear you over the GAPING ANUS."  JediClone: Peace talks with the Queen Of The Spider People went well at first. Later though, on Air Force One, The President puked up ten pounds of flesh-eating larvae. Most got into the press cabin, so it wasnt a total loss.  JediClone: One of these lucky contestants is about to be blamed for whatever mess the administarion is in! Find out who as we play "Under The Bus"!  Agent_Moldy: "Land here!" "Sir?" "I wanna land here!" "But Mr. President, this isn't a landing strip." "LAND HERE!"  Meldrick: "President Clinton! Do you regret nominationg the Association to your cabinate?""Boys?" o/~ never my love... o/~  Generik: Trying to put a lid on at least 800,00 of the 1,000,000 stories in the naked city. Because, you know, you really don't want to see a lot of those people naked.  Hippie: Finally, a hooker that caters exclusively to Cure fans. JediClone: *hair consumes another lightbulb* *Hair expands another 5 inches* *eyebrows glow, emit static charges* *Hair reaches for another lightbulb*  Jazzsoda: "HEY LADIES! ME AND MY DAD AND MY IPHONE WILL BE BACK TO PICK YOU UP LATER!" "It's not a megaphone, son." "It's everything."  Hippie: Kent, Bruce Springsteen may be the headliner here, but all the crowd is here to see the 12-foot Johnny 5, and it's a comeback to remember. This is the giant Johnny 5 we loved! Pardon me while I weep discreetly. *whimper  LiveFreeOrdai: "And once in position, Squads A & B will attempt to shoot the enemy down with a giant rubber band. Well, let's go! Operation: Eek! A Wasp! ain't gonna fulfill itself!"  PaulReyvere: *car horns honk* *river of lava bubbles impatiently*  Generik: "I think maybe we hit something about an hour ago, hon... why don't you get out and check the front of the RV for anything we might have picked up."  Agent_Moldy: Wow, Emmylou Harris ain't lookin' so good these days.  Meldrick: Thousands died, but at least she saved Lucky the Lepracaun's hat.  PaulReyvere: Björk vs. the United States Marine Corps. Poor jarheads.  UnReality: Will Smith demonstrates the temporal-shift high-fiving with which they will defeat the aliens. Hey, it's no LESS plausible than what they actually do!  HankeeDoodleF: He hula hooped in God's Domain  AgentQ: The reason most people didn't get into arguments with Watkins was his retractable neck. One untoward word and he could headbutt you from across the room.  Occupant: Patriotism swells in the heart of the American goober.  Jazzsoda: "Kate Moss, are you trying to seduce me?"  Jazzsoda: *looks over to see if Goldblum noticed the Indian chick rowing canoe through open space* *Goldblum's picking his nose and goofing with his iPhone* *decides not to mention it*  Meldrick: Will Smith was ready this time for the tiny scottsmen and their cabers.  HankeeDoodleF: Maybe we can cut back the defense budget if we didn't equip every fighter jet with a photo printer. That's how they gouge you, with the addons.  UnReality: "Stuff blowed up real good, didn't it?" "Yup."  AgentQ: "Hey, you like that cigar, huh?" "Yeah, it's a good cigar." "Taste good?" "Sure." "You know, I held that in my ass for the entire drive up here." "You...?" "Think about that next time you decide to hit on my daughter." |
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