 E_B_A: *DOROTHY SLOWLY SHARPENS TOOTHBRUSH AGAINST FLOOR INTO SHANK* |  HanoverF: "Throw me the idol, I throw you the hair." |  Seltaeb: "According to the contractor, the CGI will finish rendering our house in November."  E_B_A: Marvin Gaye: Cyborg  JediClone: My Other Car Landed On The Wicked Witch Of The East  E_B_A: After so many tornadoes, the residents of Kansas just learned to live in homes without walls, furnishings, privacy...  Reynard: "Careful with that, dear, Peter Gabriel is in there!" "♪Open up your fruitcase..."  HanoverF: Damn, now I want a breast implant chandelier  CrabofDoom: Some farmers markets oughtta be criminal.  CrabofDoom: "Side effect are generally mild." *farts through crack in head*  Occupant: I hope you enjoyed the Japanese garden . . . and here is the Norwegian patio.  Seltaeb: When Water Heaters Attack! Next on Fox!  TravisBickle: Tell me about it. Saw a bunch of the Wheelers bludgeon one of the Jeopardy Gang with the Free Spin game piece. Sick old school gangstas there.  Seltaeb: "I know, you'd think providing Pringles to the world would be ultimately satisfying, but..." *sigh*  CrabofDoom: *BURLIVESBOT WILL SEE YOU IN HOLLY JOLLY HELL*  Hippie: HEY AUNTIE EM I'M BACK FROM TIJUANA AND I WON THE COCKFIGHT, BUT S'COOL, WE'RE BOTH FRIENDS NOW. WHO'S TALKING TOO LOUD?  Reynard: " ♪ Wherever you go, whatever you do, I will be right here waiting for you." "Wha?" " ♪ And I mean right here, 'cause I'm just a head, I don't have many options-" "AUNTIE EM!"  Hippie: Trapped in the Hall of Judds! That witch is a queen bitch!  Soozcat: Let's see... Powder of Life, sleeping witch head, tabasco sauce, purple stuff, Sunny Delight...  Jazzsoda: Little Jimmy's malformed psychic powers meant his desire to return to the womb manifested as a floating placenta trailing them. "Don't mind me, I'll just be retching from my brass balls over the side of the boat here."  TravisBickle: RoboBrimley, Pollyanna, and Frank the Couch-Like Mule Penis will return as soon as the walls stop bleeding. CrabofDoom: *two of her friends are now disembodied heads* *Tainted Love won't stop playing on couch's radio* *robot's union hatch falls down answering a hundred questions Dorothy never wanted to ask* *all normal in Oz*  Hippie: Alright, no one make any faces. I'd like a nice family portrait for once.  Seltaeb: Dude, my rectum's never puckered like this before!  TravisBickle: "Are you ready to-" *cappers pelt Travis with knick-knacks, feces, whatever comes handy* Fine I won't say it, sheesh! Reynard: Uh oh, Peter Gabriel's pissed. "Open up thine fruitcase or BURN!!"  Agent_Moldy: "There, there, dear." *hand slowly slides down*  Occupant: SOMEWHERE!!! OVER THE FUCKIN' RAINBOW!!!  TravisBickle: Sunni, Shiite. I mean, what's the difference? I was a P.O.W., you know. Vote McCain in '08!  Occupant: *egg shoots out* *pastes Eric Clapton* *merriment resumes*  Reynard: "We of the No Kingdom wish to bestow upon you our highest dishonor. *punches her in the face* Now get out."  CrabofDoom: ♫ Yooooou want it Oz but you can't haaaave it...  Soozcat: Now that she's back, they're not even letting her go to the outhouse. The next visit to Oz involved a lot of six-foot-tall talking chamberpots. Hippie: Oh, thank heavens! I'm back in Kansas at last! *shuts curtains* *locks door* *cranks Evanesence* *logs on to computer to check her MySpace page*  TravisBickle: Didn't want to bring me with you this time on your grand adventure, huh? Well, I ate your cat, pissed on all your good clothes, and wanna know about all the other legs I humped? Oooh, all the legs I humped!  Jazzsoda: Well, nice to meet you Fai... Fara... Fayrooo... Dammit. *umpire awards runner second base* |
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