Snard:
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y_u_i_otta:
"One Whopper, no onion, extra pickle."
amycamus:
Once again, thought camus, the rental company is probably gonna be pretty pissed off.
DancingQueen:
"I'm a candidate for emergency weight-loss surgery!"
enigk:
We now return to Masturbation 101
BlueOnBlack:
...for all of Ying's 2000 places...
enigk:
The Liquidator?! "Tired of solid poop? Boy, have we got something for you!"
djramone:
They had to blur the word "classics" after the false advertising suit.
Coakley:
Frodo sneaks past the drunken orc.
Meldrick:
In the end, Gigantor wound up like most Cartoon Network rejects, wandering the streets of Tijuana, drunk, panhandling for a quart of 10-W 40.
JAUSTRALIS:
Fed-ex office... now in letterbox...
Meldrick:
"OK men, spread out! The A-Team has parked their van somewhere in this lot, and I want it found!"
Meldrick:
Actually, that's a man. But I guess in some places, he could be food.
Fisk:
It really does taste like chicken!
Fisk:
The origional striptease
Fisk:
Oprah spots an ice cream truck. Its gonna' be a bloodbath
Moatas:
Mary always thought there was a 'thin' woman in her, and there was, Mary had eaten her.
GigeMige:
This is my overweight sister before she died. And here's me today! WOW!