Geier:
Well, if you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance or baffle 'em with bull-sh*t, alarm them with alliteration.
Geier:
"That was the single most disGUSTing, humiliating, degrading thing I have EVER done with someone who wasn't a complete stranger. ...Same time tomorrow?"
Geier:
"I know. On the night before battle EVERYbody feels breasts. I mean nervous! Sorry, my mammaryMEMORY must be going on me..."
Geier:
"Aha!! The dreaded Hive of the Space Bees is not so impregnable, after all!"
Geier:
Of course, Billy's grip always gets a little too tight afterwards, and they inevitably begin to turn a bluish-gray.
Geier:
...is a joy forever. Wait, that's a thing of beauty. Hmmm....A Roland Emmerich Film is... to be avoided at all costs? ...Not worth the wait? ...MST3K fodder?
Geier:
The newer, more candy-@ss model of Terminator.
Geier:
...Yes, folks, that's right: At least three whole heads and eight - count 'em, EIGHT! - shoulders go into every bottle!
Geier:
"I'm getting something about... women. You're seeing two women at once, is that it? And one of them is already pregnant... That'll be $13.57."
Geier:
The Director: "D*mn it, we PAID to build the set's ceilings, and by God we're gonna show 'em!!"
Geier:
The Captain never DID quite learn where "saunter" ends and "sashay" begins.
Geier:
This small, hamlet is the scene of wild sex orgies. ...Well, they'd LIKE to be the scene of wild sex orgies. If you'd like to help, call...
Geier:
As the cost of dolphin food sky-rockets, legions of dedicated volunteers offer to donate one ear each, to fill the void.
Geier:
Unfortunately, the disguises chosen by the infiltrating Moonies were a bit too obvious...
Geier:
"I'm positively OOZING sex-appeal... among other things. On the next 'Sightings'!"
Geier:
After the third "accidental hanging in coincidentally noose-shaped cobwebs," the State Board of Corrections began to doubt the warden's sincerity.
Geier:
Few people realize just how close the Viking Mars Landing Craft came to the Monolith, those many decades ago. But since it was facing in the wrong direction...
Geier:
"I have heard tell of a wandering minstrel who... 'ministers' ...with mighty lungs to the goats of the field. Would you be he, good sir?"