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Club DJ's faced many obstacles in the 1800s, not the least of which was their non-portable equipment.
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"Careful! I've got the Ty-D-Bowl man trapped inside!"
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First my car won't start, then I've got tons of work at the office, then the Solar System blows up. Damn, I hate Mondays.
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"Honey, you never should've planted that kudzu in the garden...."
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Super Chicken's mom is so proud of her little boy. "Bwak-a-bwak-a-bwak-a-bwak!"
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"I could've sworn I parked around here somewhere." / "This is the boiler room, son." / "I know. I hate paying regular airport parking prices."
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Robbie the Robot still isn't house trained?
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As this detail from one of his works shows, Hieronymous Bosch was centuries ahead of his time in terms of clothing styles.
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What a lame pick-up line...
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"You couldn't hit the broad side of a barn." / "That's insulting! You should call it the female side!"
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Alicia Silverstone's remake of "Places in the Heart" was a commercial disappointment. Maybe she should've showed her titties.
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"I'm not sure I like these new, improved Florida ballots..."
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Even with a simple, understated design, the new wallpaper on the Wailing Wall just seemed too gaudy.
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"Dammit woman, when do we eat!" / "But I just gave birth!" / "What? Does that mean dinner's gonna be late?"
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Sheesh! What are the hell are the French farmers protesting this time?
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"Hunh. I guess the couch isn't dynamite-resistant after all. Oh well, live and learn..."
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The three wise men came bearing gifts of Columbian gold, some insence and a killer bong.
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I know BET stands for Black Entertainment Television, but this is ridiculous.