wd40:
And thank you for serving in Dessert Storm II, Electric Boogaloo. We really kissed that Saddam guy's ass! er... kicked, KICKED that Saddam guy's ass.
Hinermad:
"Hang in there Doc - it's almost over." "Ja, ja... *sigh* Und none too soon! But, after Miss Nicole's liposuction, ve'll haff enuff protoplasm to clone Der Fuhrer at least eight times!"
Hinermad:
Ladies and gentlemen, due to network bandwidth reductions Inventing Situations has undergone some changes. Pictures will now be smaller, and the site will be known as Modifying Situations.
wd40:
We got out the old 8mm films of my birthdays, and danged if Michael Caine wasn't in the background of every single one.
wd40:
Right thith way, thailor.
Hinermad:
However, Walter got tired of people snickering whenever they heard his name, so he changed it to Walter Lance.
Hinermad:
Somebody should tell the President that sending planeloads of coal to Iraq hardly counts as humanitarian aid.
Hinermad:
Here NASA scientists test the effect of microgravity on bottles of booze purchased at the Duty Free store and packed in travelers' luggage.
Hinermad:
Mistaking the passenger jet for its mate, the rare Stratospheric Manta Ray gave the passengers a show a LOT more entertaining than the in-flight movie.
beckett:
SNAP! "...uh oh..."
beckett:
"He's done well for himself, in spite of being born with no legs and an enormous johnson."
TyranosaurisRex:
This is the damage that Lucky Strike cigarette you had back in the fourth grade did to your lung.
DangerKittySpanksEasterBunny:
It's the Lady in Grey! And she brought friends to the Evansville library!
Chebby:
"I just don't understand, why did the vampire come to your room? You always get all the attention, it's like I don't exist! WaaaaaaaA!" "Ah shaddap you sniveling twit! I am of the undead now!"
Mercutio_Jones:
"I can't wait to see how these marshmallow corn rows come out!"
Mercutio_Jones:
"My God, Doris, when we were out, special-ed kids broke in and decorated our house!"
Mercutio_Jones:
oO Oh, she's going to make an exquisite looking corpse! Oo
Glome:
Mom, Mom, I'm still here mom... I'm feelin funny in my private place...