Tmsrvo:
"Give it to me straight, doc. Is Viagra right for me? Get it? Give it to me straight? GIMME THE DAMN BLUE PILLS, YOU OVER-EDUCATED TWIT!!!"
Photo26:
How did these blue clothes get on me?
amycamus:
.oO(If I had a lizard's tongue I could just flick it out and nab that SciFi logo in a flash...)
amycamus:
If it feels good, Druid.
Photo26:
And the cavemen gather around the almighty fire
amycamus:
.bargneercs a ni deppart era uoy ,siht daer nac ouy fI
muteant:
There's Something About Marty
darthcrawler:
Tonight on FOX - can a group of young teens survive a night locked in a grocery store with one pissed off meat department manager?
Impugn:
Hubby desperately tries to save her from the electric chair... breaking lamps and flipping switches... I suppose the restraints are too challenging...
darthcrawler:
"That's it, nose! You are too damn big for my face, and I'm tired of people talking about it!"
darthcrawler:
"Mulder, you don't have to say 'to the left' everytime I ask you how its hanging, okay?"
Impugn:
Tipper tried and tried to pry Al out of the bathroom... to no avail.
Impugn:
Badge by Mattel, FBI ID by Kinkos... don't make me whip out my career.
thefifthbot:
Debbie was decidedly unenthusiastic about his new Argyle tux.
Impugn:
::Frantically trying to find the OFF button on the BowFlex PurpleNurpler::
Tsunade:
Fashion Police Files: This look went out with the Three Musketeers.
Impugn:
Mulder, you don't get it. The siamese-twin sherrif is a myth. They do not exist. Trust me.
Impugn:
But I have a splitting headache. Splitting. Seriously. It is creating a fissure right down my forehead.