NurseNoir:
In the small print: 90% interest, compounded hourly. Late payment will result in sleeping with the fishes and cement footwear.
Loodvig:
All your bad connections are belong to us!
Indomitus:
Nigel Smith-Smyth-Smith, upper-class Twit of the Year Contestant. "What made you enter the contest, Nigel?" "I like pie. Big pie. Big blue pie."
NurseNoir:
Our interview with Nigel's neighbor: "I hardly heard the slam: went right back to sleep!" And Nigel places last in the "Waking the Neighbor" portion of our test.
Soozcat:
June 3: Tired of the shenanigans, every dead person in the world channels John Edward at once, causing his head to explode with a denial of service attack.
Lanzman:
Meanwhile, deep inside the machine that goes "Ping!" ...
E_B_A:
Ask your parole officer.
Moatas:
For those days that drinking beer alone won't do
Lalladil:
"It appears to be a race of some kind" "Don't even THINK of saying what kind of jockeys they are, Dave" "Awww, yer no fun..."
Indomitus:
"They're sandpeople alright..." "WRONG MOVIE, HARRISON!!!"
RodRocket:
"Yeah, those are fresh bantha tracks...."
Loodvig:
*sigh* "Missed out on Gwar tickets again..."