Fee:
Yeah... the booze, the pills... I guess I really have a monkey on my back...
Dyrnwyn:
"This cave has HDTV???" / "...Thak ate remote..."
Visolela:
HELP! This isn't good spa mud! We've been jipped... my pores are screaming! QUICK go for the salt rub!
Fee:
*kkht!* "What are you doing this evening, Johnson, over?" *kkht!* "Sir! Washing my hair, sir! Over!"
Jack_Booted_Thug:
Tired of mindless slaughter, Jason takes "a day for himself."
Dairai:
Heads, it's from Venus... Tails, it's from Mars... *flip*
ZaphodBeeblebrox:
Er, when I said "parted down the middle," this isn't quite what I had in mind.
Dairai:
"Low budget leads to cheesiness. Cheesiness leads to SciFi. SciFi leads to cappers..."
Dairai:
An August night, a roaring fire, and a snowball she'd kept in the freezer for months. Quinn wouldn't know what hit him...
Fee:
I could play for hours on Ted's giant Air Hockey table.