5/13/06: The Mass Grave of Love


AgentQ:
Tonight on Narcissus In The Year 3000... "My God, I am beautiful! Ever so fuckable, I am! And OH MY GOD THE ROLLER!" *squish*

Jazzsoda:
Everyone was so worried about the radioactive diving board that nobody thought to question the complete lack of a pool.

AgentQ:
"And if anyone has an objection to this marriage, let him speak now or... What's that, Animated Wax Statue That Is Melting From The Heat?" "I object! Glubglubglub..."

Meldrick:
Until he got his powers under control, the Absorbing man couldn't enjoy whole wheat.

GuloGulo:
"Every Inch of Ron Jeremy's Back" was a grueling cinematic experience.

Jazzsoda:
Finally, time enough at last to soil herself in peace! But wait, she's out of wipes! Oh, the irony!

Reynard_T_Fox:
Having sapped all the precious spinal fluid from Danny, the cherry tree retracts its limb and all is peaceful again.

AgentQ:
Jack's attempt to look suave for Becky were destroyed by his arms, which were animated by Ray Harryhausen.

Reynard_T_Fox:
"Agh! Die, Nazi!" *crunch* "Dave, that was a Shriner." "Shriner?" *back up* * crunch*

Jazzsoda:
%Goin' to the mass grave, and we're gonna get maaaaaaiiiaaaiiairried... Goin' to the mass grave of love...%

AgentQ:
"Yeah, yeah! I'm reading the shit out of this book!"

Meldrick:
But the prosperity didn't last, once those letters started falling from the sky.

AgentQ:
The latest fad in landscaping: people hedges.

Jazzsoda:
A young Ted Kaczynski is constantly getting his mailbombs mixed up with Christmas packages for family members. On the upside, his Xmas shopping list gets shorter every year.

HanoverF:
"Hi, I'm your Time Life Operator, Freddy Mercury."

Meldrick:
"Well, Detective Barry, someone killed Frosty the Snowman, just as he was about to buy out the Good Humor Company. Got any leads?"

HanoverF:
Who replaced my Boogie Bass with a Boogie Revolver, and why is my dog dead?

AgentQ:
"And Harvey Korman as Detective Check Rapier!" "Dude, it says TOM Conway." "Yes, I... shut up! You're ruining my cap!" "Flawed premise." "I'll kill you!" *violence*

Reynard_T_Fox:
You've done it now, you've pissed off the guy with the Harryhausen hands, get ready for a slow and jerky beatdown!

AgentQ:
After the Muppet Show ended, Stadler and Waldorf tried to make a living as pilots. They spent so much time looking out the windows for things to mock that they forgot to fly the plane. Thousands died.

Reynard_T_Fox:
"Ya knowsk what dey calls a quoiter pounder in France?"

Jazzsoda:
For all those about to rock their fuckin' complete breakfast, we salute you.

Reynard_T_Fox:
"Them's the rules, Clancy, you lose at Rock, Paper, Scissors, Atomic Bomb, you sit on the end table." "Why can't I just sit on the other side of the couch?" "Them's the rules."

Jazzsoda:
"Aw, sorry. Pussy beats two flaccid squids, looks like you're still on the endtable." "But that doesn't make any sense! What beats pussy?" "Shinebox." "Huh?" "Them's the rules."

WryBatty:
Now Elmers comes in this Sippy-Cup. Start 'Em out young, I always say.

Jazzsoda:
"Sandwiches won't stay closed? Try new Elmer's Mustard, in the handy Pleaz-Squeez bottle."

AgentQ:
Irritated with his reputation as a guy who'll fuck anything that moves, Tom decided to exclusively fuck things that didn't move.

AgentQ:
And that was the last time Ron Snader was hired to do the school's yearbook photos.

TyranosaurisRex:
Fred liked to show off by putting his Magic 8 Ball in his mouth at staff meetings.

TyranosaurisRex:
"Try again later."

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