JingleHo:
"Damn it! A slice!" "You nailed Guiliani!" "In that case, put me down for a birdy."
JingleHo:
I don't know. Even with the moon, and the moodlighting and all, he just can't approach the Sinatra machismo.
ArtanezerScrooganas:
"Do you like to draw, paint, sketch or fondle yourself while running around town screaming about rabid aadvarks up your ass? You do?!"
JingleHo:
"Sure, the story arc sucks donkey dick, but they can shoot film after film without signing an actor to a contract. The execs love me. I'm a franchise, baby."
JingleHo:
Hey! You got Tom Wopat in my Mark Hammill! - You got Mark Hammill in my Tom Wopat!! Say...
JingleHo:
"C'mon, man! No points for shooting the old and infirm! It's only a sport if they can run away!"
NeoGrinch:
"Alright.. haircare secrets, NOW!!" "Nooo!! I'll never tell! You'll have to kill me first!"
TJgruffs:
...and his "HUZZAH" was so mighty twas nothign left of the fiend but a dense fog
MrTim:
Desperately, but stupidly, Brian tries to gnaw his own hands off and escape.
mistie406:
I'll show them. I'll open up a coffee shop empire and sell ridiculously overpriced lattes
Indomitus:
"Who?" "He's on SciFi." "Who's on SciFi?" "That's right." "What's right?" "Who's on SciFi." "I'M ASKIN YOU!!" (Abbott and Costello are Scifi?)
WinterWonderLood:
"Atlantis to Houston control: Make seven... up yours!"
ZenZuni:
The car voted most likely to be picked up by a UFO later in the movie
IndoLangSyne:
"Wait... I'm picking up a priority one communique from the Molly Ringwald collective. Pass the Cheez Whiz."
ZenZuni:
"Quick! Deploy the Zap Rowsdower! It's our only chance!"