robofreak:
Suddenly Luke Duke was shocked to learn that car doors did, indeed, open.
Mr_Grant:
And? cue the explosion. Cue Explosion! CUE EXPLOSION! HE?S GETTING AWAY! Damn, foiled again.
Torgone:
Well, long about that time them ol' Duke boys was arunnin' out of career options . . .
Daleman:
Yeah, it's only a 155 mm cannon, but it get's the job done.
lowellt:
"John Rocker, here, ma'am. Got any fags or unwed mothers I can insult round here?"
amycamus:
"And here comes President Nader's motorcade now, led by a Humvee. And- oh my god! The Presidential Corvair has flipped over! Tragedy!..."
questor:
Okay, that's it, I'm suing the Twinkie people.
lowellt:
"Here's my card: David Banner, Professional Green Guy Turner-Into"
amycamus:
Water checks in - but it DOESN'T check out.
amycamus:
"C'mon, Mr. Nader. Let's go for a little ride. In our new CORVAIR..."
kwagner:
Arg! Hulk drop ice cream! Arggg! It's melting! Argggg!
kwagner:
Hulk need MORE icecream. Use this scoop. Add sprinkles. SPRINKLES! Arrgggg!
Caramel:
After the conversation turned to their involvement in the local Boy Scout's troop and all those young, sweet boys, they both drifted off in their own fantasies.
YetiMan:
Now we know what kind of nuts the gopher likes.
Yog_Sothoth:
"It was a guy named Slab Bulkhead that yelled at me to run, run, run and I fell over the railling in the ship's basement."
DarkOracle:
Pondering Bacon as a noun, a verb, a breakfast food, and a way of life..
Kobra_Kai:
Seconds later, Niles Craine lay unconscious - layed-out by the vicious, perm-enhanced headbutt thrown by Elizabeth Perkins.
Torgone:
There's a Visa card nestled between Jennifer Love Hewitt's breasts?