ArtanezerScrooganas:
Proof postive, Keogh was in fact the fifth gunman...
ArtanezerScrooganas:
"Harr *jiggle* Harr *jiggle* Harr! Is that a boar I spy? *WOOSH* GIMME!"
HandoverPresents:
"I heard Bicklets communicate amongst one another with an infrared sensor implanted in their forheads." "Those are Furbys!" "Oh yeah, I always get them confused."
ArtanezerScrooganas:
Today on Hillary Clinton: Lovelines... "Caller number 2, tell us about your inverted testicles and *slap* Bill and I will try to help."
JingleBellderdash:
"Yeah, I tried out for the part of C-3PO. But mister big-shot George Lucas wanted something more original. What the heck does he know?"
keogh:
A new phrase enters the vernacular, as those who are not willing to conform are forced to "walk the keogh."
HandoverPresents:
Disneyland's newest ride Mr. Monks Infernal Combustion.
Artanas:
*The only channel with the balls to park in the handicapped zone! Hmmph! Take that FOX!*
HandoverPresents:
"Hello, I'm Yourname Here! And this is my assistant Hername Here... hey, we must be related or something!"
keogh:
"At this point in the program, my breasts are bigger and more pleasing than hers."
Artanas:
"Yep, good ol' Mike. Only thing they'll let him box nowadays are plum fairies. Poor guy's been losing every match."
JingleBellderdash:
"...and it adjust easily so you get the most out of- *KLANK* *CRASH* *BAM* -OUCH! My thumb! My thumb! Oh, I hope they can sew this back on!"
JingleBellderdash:
"...not only great exercise, but tons of fun too! Watch I can launch myself all the way across the room! Woo-hoo!"
JingleBellderdash:
"Just a little more there- OUCH! And another over- OUCH! One last- DAMN! I really sould stop talking to myself when I'm shaving!"
JingleBellderdash:
Man's elbow found in forest. Coincidence? Probably not. Disturbing? Very likely...