MadSigntist:
Soft absorbent terrycloth... ideal for sweaty Boo Radley.
BlakHat1:
*sniff sniff* "Hunny, either you've been eating baloney or your deodorant failed!"
Amon:
"I know, dear. I know. But look on the bright side. We have them all on tape!"
shanky:
"The last MST3K on Sci-Fi? Hold me!"
MSTzilla:
"Back in your crawl space honey."
SunSinner:
"Less talk, more boobies... you're right, it doesn't really work this way."
Meldrick:
"Even Tor sad, no more MST3K"
okiedokey:
Mickey: "We takes the precious once they're dead!"
MrTim:
"Why don't you go upstairs while I slip into something more comfortable?" "That's my dress!"
animebabe:
"and... doting husband time over. Time for hookers and whiskey... don't wait up!"
eraserhead:
Damn no cell phone reception, oh yeah its the fifties
Agent_Moldy:
"What's with the ceiling?" "Oh it's just the roof... the roof, the roof is on fire." "It is?!" "Eh, we don't need no water, let the motherf*cker burn."