da_upstart:
"...And A Webcam, Belongs In Every High Dress..."
Agent_Moldy:
"This just in, I would walk five hundred miles, and I would walk five hundred more just to be the man who walks a thousand miles to wind up at your door."
gleeb:
A message from the Postmaster-General: Use your zip codes or I'll personally bust your ass! Dead letter, Baby, dead letter!
FryGirl:
Remember, girls, if you don't look like this, you'll never get into Heaven!
Dirigo:
And now back to the Really Lame Singers Who Nobody Likes, Not even Their Own Mothers, Showcase.
Xengal:
"Jim... do you really think this the best time for gameboy??" "Just a second Bones... Ooh! Giant mushroom power up...!!"
gleeb:
All the ladies flip, for Mr. Zip!
MilkboxLarry:
We now return to Up With People's tribute to receiving draft notices by US mail...
gleeb:
Next time on "Vocational Theatre": Charlie and Frank: Welders of the Wilderness
gleeb:
Send a postal truck... we got another dead letter...
Agent_Moldy:
"Moses! I -- wait, I went out. *fwoosh* Moses! I want you to l -- darn it! *fwoosh* To lead my people to -- oh, for Pete's sake..."
Agent_Moldy:
This week, on "Obsessive Compulsive Beaver Theater"