BuckFifty:
Squirrel Wars, Episode One: The Treetop Menace... "Heps me Suicide Squirrel, you's mah only hope..."
Artanas:
Superpowers aside, Sundried-Stool-Man found it tough to find groupies.
Tumbler:
"...Simon says, expose neck to sword blade... <pfffftTHUNK> .. hmmmm, I thought for sure I'd have caught you with that one. Okay, I give up... you win."
teenagecaveman:
"Hi. We're the angry villagers, here for our 3 o'clock appointment."
Emerald_Serpent:
John Williams knows - a cattleprod keeps an orchestra's mind on the damned music. "Brass section, don't make me come over there."
Tumbler:
"My hat has shit in it." - "Yes! ...but we all chipped in!!"
Artanas:
"Whaddaya suppose commie-kazy means Hank?" "No idea Earl, but damn if he ain't flyin' low..." "Yep."
Emerald_Serpent:
"Just a whiskey, if you don't mind." "... sure ...so then Chong and I decided, what the Hell... Akron's a good place for pussy." "Yeah... right."
Tumbler:
"Okay, I only faked my death, so Hume wouldn't make me go back to Africa to pet lions... are you satisfied... E?"
Tumbler:
"It's my way or the Edithway." "Oh Jeez."
Tumbler:
Well, if that's really Saturn... then he must be enjoying another's orbit.
Tumbler:
"Put my fourth leg over where?" "Shhh, George, himself is here today." "Oh... I didn't know."
Emerald_Serpent:
"You ever frealed a gan muck? I not thought. Is Tues This day?"
nashtbrutusandshort:
Actually, the rent in a Gauguin painting is quite reasonable.
Tumbler:
"Tell me that Artanas has changed, Gelfling." "No Sir... he's as he ever was." "OHMIGOD!!"
Tumbler:
. o O - WOW... I never realized there were so many nutrients in a gin & tonic... hell, come on mosquitoes... I dare you... muhahahaha...
E_B_A:
Looks like Marilyn Manson supports Bob Dole after all.
Tumbler:
*Feed me your atmosphere... NOW*