 AgentQ: "Now if you'll excuse me, I'll be in the venting room." *enters venting room* "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THAT GODDAMNED CUNT? RATIONAL EXPLANATION MY SWOLLEN ASS! FUCK HER AND FUCK HER DYED-RED HAIR!" |  Reynard_T_Fox: "Scully? I need a nickel for some plastique-" *BOOM* |  AgentQ: "I don't understand it. There are windows, and this... this stuff is coming through it. What? Yeah, light, that sounds like the right word. It's... it's totally unprecedented."  GodoHell: Scully gets so pissed off at herself because every time someone yells, "Yo, bitch!" she turns and looks. Every time.  Jazzsoda: "Scully? This is Mulder. They're out of Funyuns." "Mulder? But... there's a bomb in the building! You have to get-" "I don't think you heard me, Scully. THEY'RE OUT OF FUNY-" *boom*  JediClone: "Well, Mulder. What do you have to say for yourself this time?" "I'd really like some Funyuns." "How many more people have to die for your obsessions?" "That depends. How many empty vending machines have to mock me?"  Reynard_T_Fox: "Mumble mumble." "Mumble mumble mumble?" "Mumble mumble." "FUCKING mumble." "Mumble."  AgentQ: "MULDER! I HAVE SOME INFORMATION!" "GREAT! WHAT HAVE YOU FOUND?" "THE CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN IS PLANNING A-- HANG ON, I'LL JUST WALK OVER THERE." "NO! I'M IMPATIENT! TELL ME NOW!"  GodoHell: .oO Now, look, I'm an FBI agent. I should have no trouble at all figuring out how to get out of here. Hmmm.... Oo.  JediClone: "... For Dummies" The first page lists a dedication to Fox Mulder  HanoverF: More movies need long long scenes of FBI agents confirming sheet thread counts  Reynard_T_Fox: *looks into microscope with binoculars* .oO(I am a genius.)  AgentQ: "Hey, guys! I think I found the way out of the screengrabber!" *climbs down ladder* *emerges from my monitor* *scares the shit out of me* *it's like The Ring, only it's some confused goofball in a hazmat suit*  HanoverF: "Can we put in another tape please?" 'What? Radar Love rocks, it's my driving song.' "The White Lion version? Moron." 'Shrew!'  Occupant: You said "Turn right here" But you were supposed to turn left. But you didn't SAY that! But I meant that! Bitch! Mama's boy!  JediClone: Mulder cant fold roadmaps correctly. He blames aliens.  Occupant: Okay, if we go back five miles and hang a left at the interstate, we ought to be in downtown Beruit by morning. Beiruit? But we're in Illinois. Um . . . surprise? Reynard_T_Fox: "See, right here on the map-" "That you obstinately refused to look at the whole drive." "AHEM, right HERE is the evil alien bee factory!" "You wrote that in...my eyebrown pencil? You fuck!" "I'm always right."  echostation: "But I don't know any vaudeville routines, Mulder..."  Jazzsoda: Gawd, I can barely make it through this sappy "Happy Together" montage with Mulder and Scully skipping through fields, eating ice cream cones and scaring the living shit out of Ichabod Crane.  Generik: She can't quite get to her O-face. This is her J-face, and you're lucky to see her get that far.  keogh: "Who peed on my head dressing? I won't be mad, I promise, but come on..."  HanoverF: "Oh look at me, I'm marching in a little cute tuxedo" *SPLAT* "Fuckers."  JediClone: *pisses ice cubes*  Reynard_T_Fox: "Scully?" "Over here...*giggle*...Mulder." "Scully? What's so funny...what, the flashlight!? Come on, it's COLD in here!"  Jazzsoda: "Damn, I guess Scully really enjoyed her Powerade Winterblast. Wow, I guess those commercials were more accurate than what I assumed." "Yeah. This is gonna be a closed casket, that's for sure."  HanoverF: *Orca slams into iceberg, flipping Mulder and Scully into mouth* The End |
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