 Generik: "We were somewhere around Fantasia, on the edge of the Disney Empire, when the drugs began to take hold..." |  PaulReyvere: "Do you smurf that?" "Wow, a shooting smurf!" "Let's smurf a wish on it!" "o/ LA LA LALALALA-" *EXTINCTION-LEVEL IMPACT* *roll credits* |  Occupant: It's okay, Floppy Smurf . . . we can try again in a few minutes.  AgentQ: "Hey. I got somethin' to stick in your oven. Heh heh heh." "Flashy Smurf, I refuse to be a party to your rampant obscenity. I miss the old Flashy. The one who dressed like a pimp." "He was a pimp." "Yes. I miss him."  Jazzsoda: "Over the falls!" "We don't have any falls." "Over the cliff!" "Also, no cliff." "Over there!" "Eh. It's a little hot to be carrying stuff." "Smurfin'-A!"  HankeeDoodleF: Not Sure Which Hole Food Goes in Smurf  LiveFreeOrDai: Knew-I'd-Regret-That-Burrito Smurf  HankeeDoodleF: Wow, the Smurfs had WMDs afterall, I guess Gargamel was totally justified  Generik: "I don't know - how DO you tell when Smurfs have gone past their expiration date?" HankeeDoodleF: *Shatner Smurf gets busy with green skinned Orion Slave Smurfs*  PaulReyvere: The One We Don't Talk About Much Smurf  Generik: "See, it's like this, son... your grandmother was a Smurf, and her husband was Chinese, and... well, you learned your primary colors at school, right?"  PaulReyvere: "No, you frumsing idiot, you tie the frums on the frums, then frums it into the frums!"  AgentQ: "Hello, I'm Meredith Webber. And I'm here to tell you about a fantastic new skin care--" "And I'm Sparky!" "GWEAAAGH! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU?" "I'm Sparky! And I--" *vicious kick* "Die! Die, you monster, die!"  JediClone: "Today, boys and girls, we're going to write a letter to our Congresman! Dear Pinko..."  Meldrick: "You see, children, PBS didn't renew my show, so Mr Rogers has to put his ass-kicking shoes on again."  Hippie: *puts arm in sleeve* *puppet carcass falls out* *Oh, my, neighbor! Let's pretend nobody saw that. Isn't it fun to pretend?  JediClone: "Lets make beleive my grandkids will visit some day!"  Occupant: Autobiography of The Tick!  Jazzsoda: Yeah, I tape a random episode of Mr Rogers off TV to cap and it happens to star an underage vegetable in a wheelchair. When I get to hell I'm gonna scream entrapment.  AgentQ: "Thunder crashes and lightning flickers. Greetings, my ghoulish brethren, and welcome. It is time for another tale from The Train Of Lost Souls. Heh heh heh..." *wolf howls in the distance*  Jazzsoda: "%I'm the king! Uh! Uh! This my thing! Uh! Uh! Check the bling! Uh! Uh!%" *ten straight minutes of puppet-crotch thrusting is still going on when we come back from commercial*  AgentQ: "Lady Elaine, I don't know how to tell you this, but... I've been diagnosed with cancer." "Gosh!" "It's malignant. They don't know how long I have." "Boomerang zoomerang toomer-- Oh. Oh, that came out wrong." JediClone: *gets clobbered from behind by Judy Wilkes Punch* "SIC TEMPER TYRANNIS!"  LiveFreeOrDai: "Wow, he's hairy as an ape!" "Now, now, in some circles, the proper term is 'bear'..."  JediClone: "Some of you have been writing to ask why I dont put your drawing on my fridge anymore. Well, children girls, the truth is I've been burning them to say warm at night. And the fridge is busted."  LiveFreeOrDai: *looks left* *nothing *looks right* *nothing* *sets toe on road* *instantly run over* |
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