Artanas:
"Willllbur, you suuuure got purty haaaands..." *wocka chicka wocka chicka*
Occupant:
Remember kids, don't drop acid and drive.
E_B_A:
Authorities have revealed that, even more effective than The Club for auto protection is the strategic placement of Jeff Goldblum's severed head.
Reynard_T_Fox:
The pitcher grins evilly as they announce that "Cupless" Jerry Johnson is next in the batting order...
E_B_A:
"Look at that arc! That beautiful arc! The crowd goes wild!" It's been a strange world since the players started taking their drug tests in front of the crowd.
Artanas:
"So, who are your new friends, Damien?" "Oh, hi, Ma. This is Fo' Amigoth and Re 'Sho 'Melibesk." "Wow, exchange students?" "Oh, mhmm." "Super!"
JediClone:
"Why'd you cheat on me?" "'Cause Devon makes better movies!" "You BITCH!" *pow!* *kick* *bite* "JER-RY! JER-RY! JER-RY!"
Reynard_T_Fox:
He built it, and they came, except "Chromosome-15-less" Joe Morgan showed up a day late, asked for some pretzels, then left..."
E_B_A:
"Say no to drugs, kiddies! And don't drink and drive! And ask if she's 18, too! And those CERTAINLY weren't MY fingerprints! Uh..."
HanoverF:
How Kevin got the shameful Indian name "Throws Like Girl."
JediClone:
No ghosts were harmed in the making of this movie. Except for Casper. But that happy little fruit was asking for it.
Occupant:
Further proof that they've run out of titles for Bond movies.
clover:
Spanish Fly...it's what's for dinner.
Occupant:
"And you'll stay in the hot box until you learn to tie your shoes. Damn kids!"
BuckFifty:
George Carlin is The Fugitive... "Shit!" "GET HIM!" "Piss!" "HE'S OVER HERE!" "Fuck!" "OVER HERE!" "Cocksucker!" "BRING THE DOGS!" "Motherfucker..."
Hippie:
"Once again, ladies, remember to keep your fingernails short so you won't become a victim like Betty here, dragged for five miles once she was caught in the door.
HRPuffenstuff:
As Billy saw the sun hanging low on the horizon, he realized it was time to empty his colostomy canteen.
Hippie:
If there's one thing I can't stand, it's a stomach aid that refers to itself in the third person.
Artanas:
And now back to the Reverend Bad Ass Show... "Art thou fucking with God? Would thee desire a sandal up thy ass?!"
Occupant:
Looks like rickets from here.
MrTim:
Twister before the mat: "Right foot brown! Left hand brown! Left foot brown!"