Lanzman:
"Hang on. Dropped my Saturn. Ahh, there it is."
girly_girl:
"It's just a broom handle, dude! Chill out!"
Amon:
Oh great. It sprung a leak and "t" is spilling all over the place...
Lanzman:
Huge golden breasts... Mind... fogging...
zombiewoof68:
Lieutenant Carville's last words: "Remember, boys, if you're not the lead horse, the view's always the same!"
Lanzman:
"Weevils... weevils everywhere... warn General Lee, boy, warn General Lee!"
Mr_Grant:
Scrambled eggs and beans!? What were you thinking? The Yankees'll smell us coming a mile away!
Agent_Moldy:
Tom Green: Civil War Soldier -- "Hey, y'wanna see my tongue? Here, this is my tongue. Can I lick you? Let me lick you!"
zombiewoof68:
Damn! These home videos from the Civil War are so grainy!
Lanzman:
Cleetus lay cowering in his foxhole as the weevils overran the position.
zombiewoof68:
Earl hoped that the Captain would stop short of his usual "pubic louse inspection."
Amon:
"I've never seen a Johnny Reb with such immaculate hands. What's your secret?" "Three words: Moisturize, moisturize, moisturize."
Mr_Grant:
"I'm yellow too! Can I have a white streak like a Chinese soldier?" *You have jaundice, Earl*
bluecrowe:
Dammit! Wake the general up, he fell asleep again!
zombiewoof68:
No, General, the sash doesn't make you look fat. It's your ass, sir.
Mr_Grant:
"Sir? The men have some questions about the new Section 125 medical expense accounts..."
Mr_Grant:
"Ferris Bueller's Two Year Enlistment"
Lanzman:
"Hey Fidel, aren't you supposed to be in Cuba?" "Ehhh, I ran out of cigars."