 AgentQ: Julie knew the only way to overcome her phobia of canned goods was to confront it. |
 Jazzsoda: "Well jussst dandy! I think I'd like some mashed carro-" *aisle leans away* "I--Well I never!" Anti-gay discrimination in the 1950's took on many faces. |
 Meldrick: "My poor skee ball has cancer." |
 Hippie: Some plates of chicken & dumplings were automatically passed so they could still be eligible to play football. |
 Reynard_T_Fox: One of the hibernacula is always reserved so that the crew can have a kickin' buffet spread when they get to Mars. |
 Hippie: What happened? You just gave up on your cold fusion experiment? *Cold fusion's gay. You're gay. *Well, quit if you want-- *Fuck you, dick! Aw, shit... I'm sorry... why is science so hard! *sob* |
 AgentQ: The film trailer told her to hold onto her hat, but it never told her when to let go. |
 Meldrick: "I'm sorry I made fun of your cooking, honey. Now come out from under the porch." |
 AgentQ: "Listen, Bruce, Carlos Mencia just says what we're all thinking!" "Well, if that's what you're thinking, Margo, you're a fucking asshole." |
 Seltaeb: I voted for Mayor Uncle-Daddy in the last election! |
 Generik: Neither Mike nor Larry listened to a word she said after the Hello Kitty on her chest vomited. |
 Seltaeb: "I apologize for not buying a sidecar for this motorcycle, Ned, but I gotta admit that you can run pretty damn fast in a crouching position!" |
 AgentQ: Whenever he spotted a human, the body-snatched pod person of unemployed slacker Vinnie Laws could barely muster the energy to point them out, let alone shriek. |
 Seltaeb: "Dear sir, Hans Conreid is slowly burrowing into your brain." What the...? |
 Jazzsoda: Jerry realizes a second too late that someone had accidentally hit the "SARIN" button on the remote when trying to program the VCR. |
 Seltaeb: She never did notice how the butterfly was slowly crawling up her shirt, laying it's eggs all the while. |
 Generik: "Whatever you say, Phil, don't mention the bust of Sojourner Truth on her forehead." "Soooo, uh, Cindy, uh... your sojourn for the truth brings you to... uh... Dammit!!" |
 GuloGulo: Helicopter blades on back: great idea. Taking off in the living room: bad idea. |
 Hippie: Damn! I made the mistake of a lifetime buying those Chia briefs! Itch like bastards and can't even close my underwear drawer! |
 Generik: Ann Coulter's Genitalia: The Early Years, tonight only on Extreme Close-Up Theater! |
 GuloGulo: The guests never knew he made coffee by swallowing hot water and coffee grounds, shakin' it for a bit, and then puking it all up again. |
Reynard_T_Fox: "My momma always told me a chemistry lab is like a box of chocolates." *swig* *thud* |
 HanoverF: Next time on Naughty Scientist... "Are these unregulated stem cells? Oooh I'm so naughty!" |
 Hippie: Fuck you guys! No more grabs for you. The Moody Institute of Science won't be yours to kick around anymore... shit, we're sorry. It's just been a long day. |
 AgentQ: "BEHOLD, ye multitudes, for I am Fuckable Jesus! Returned from the kingdom and the glory of Heaven to totally rock your world!" |
 HanoverF: "You expect me to talk?" No Mr. Bond, I expect you to stock shelves! Mwahahaha |
 AgentQ: "Well, son, you're gettin' to be a man now, ain'tcha?" Another Dobson family picnic goes horrifically wrong. |
 HanoverF: The bowtie was just too much, so Tim's hair grew legs and prepared to move on with it's life |
 HanoverF: Every wagon is hip checked by Joe Don Baker to insure that it is indeed built Ford tough |
 Hippie: Please deposit all your discarded lies about weapons of mass destruction and CIA leaks in the Bush Trash before you leave! |