Tommys_Dad:
"Man, this water tastes weird; how can you space station guys drink this stuff?"
McFrenzy:
Twilight me.
Tommys_Dad:
oO What am I gonna do if Bea Arthur wants her sweater back? Oo
McFrenzy:
Striped for your protection.
Tommys_Dad:
"Don't worry, according to this, the estimated time until the next image is available: 8 seconds."
McFrenzy:
I am taking as long as I can with your new glasses, this LensCrafters doesn't get many customers, I'm lonely.
Tommys_Dad:
Oh no, not *that* dream again.
Tommys_Dad:
Sometimes, Bovine Poetry needs a little inspiration.
Tommys_Dad:
"I can see my house from here."
Tommys_Dad:
Meawhile, at the horse prison...
Tommys_Dad:
What do you do with a buffalo with three balls? Easy, walk 'im and pitch to the giraffe.
Tommys_Dad:
"Hey, remember that time we were eatin' that gnu and you got laughin' so hard an antler came outa your nose?" "Yeah, good times."
Tommys_Dad:
Tearalong, the Dotted Lion.
LeafsFan2005:
"Mmmmm, braaaaaiiiiiiinnnnnss"
LeafsFan2005:
Leoben Conoy wakes up and wonders just what the hell he ever say in that Kara Thrace character.
LeafsFan2005:
"Whoa, what did I do? That can't be right! Fluffy, are you okay? Ah, crap, the wife's not going to be too happy."
LeafsFan2005:
Yeah like that'll stop people from walking up and turning the knob then looking through the windows to see if you're inside at which point they'll ask if you're open or not.
LeafsFan2005:
"Don't mind me, kids. Just finishing up this box to store you cremated remains in."