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![]() ![]() ThomasMalthus: Burgess Meredith is Daffy Duck in Duck Amock! ![]() ![]() ThomasMalthus: The obscure, somewhat mysterious Long Beach Lines failed to capture the public's imagination the way the Nazca Lines did. ![]() ![]() Zoogicub: *bang* *bang* "Whooo Hoooo!!! PACKERS!" *bang* ![]() ![]() ThomasMalthus: "Yeah, I know all about these things. They're called 'tires'." "Really? Teehee. I had no idea." ![]() ![]() Blinker: Peck - "Tormé just didn't get the characters at all. Only I understood that Wade should become a vegetarian and start wearing leather jackets." ![]() ![]() DMD: New Executive Mouthwash: Urine good hands! ![]() ![]() HurriKain: After three movies, the Graboid still hasn't learned concrete detection. ![]() ![]() ThomasMalthus: "I see a female scientist, a 1950s-style cowboy and an SUV full of dogs. Go with it!" ![]() ![]() Blinker: Burke? Beurk. ![]() ![]() Zoogicub: "Hey, guys, I just had a great idea, why don't we go into organized crime?" "I'm in." "Me too." "I got a gun we could use." ![]() ![]() ThomasMalthus: The Triple M Act. Good for America then, right for America now. ![]() ![]() HurriKain: Story Game Theatre: *gasp* YOOOOOOUUUUUUUUU!!!!!! ![]() ![]() ThomasMalthus: Most worlds found broadcasting this commercial with Daelin Richards' phone number much easier than having Quinn look it up in the phone book every time. ![]() ![]() HurriKain: "Why would you stash my car keys in your pants?" "Don't worry about it, keep digging... to the left... aw yeeaah...." ![]() ![]() ThomasMalthus: David Peckinpah's Footprints in the Sand: "For it was then that I sent a giant worm to digest you." ![]() ![]() HurriKain: RENT-A-COPS! FREEZE! ![]() ![]() ThomasMalthus: Now I don't want to say that JOC had less of a screen presence than the glare of the sun, but, uh... maybe I do. ![]() ![]() Zoogicub: "Did you just smell my hair?" "What? NO! That's crazy! You're crazy!" (turns away, bites fist) ![]() ![]() Blinker: The hulking nerd pinch. ![]() ![]() ThomasMalthus: 'Do not take worm goo if you suffer from acid reflux'? Great, now they tell me! ![]() ![]() ThomasMalthus: JOC learns the dangers of reading ahead when he warns the dynamite that he won't miss at this range. ![]() ![]() ThomasMalthus: And the award for Best Cinematography goes to... ![]() ![]() Blinker: I never should've given the rights to "Othergates" to Kevin Williamson. ![]() ![]() DMD: "My fiance just got eaten by a giant worm and you want to know if I'll sleep with you? I'm outta here." ![]() ![]() HurriKain: Downtown Brown, The Movie: "He ain't takin' no worm sh--!" "Shut yo mouth!" ![]() ![]() ThomasMalthus: All of the condiments in this scene mysteriously vanished shortly after JRD's unceremonious firing. ![]() ![]() HurriKain: You'll pay for sleeping with my wife, oil can!!! ![]() ![]() Blinker: Nicky Kent in heaven. ![]() ![]() Blinker: VIAGRA Peck: it tastes like crap, and it works. Note: do not ingest if you suffer from acid reflux ![]() ![]() ThomasMalthus: When Liberace and David Arquette are merged in the vortex... next on "Sliders". ![]() ![]() DMD: "Jail or no jail, I never miss out on the COW. Looks like you're up." ![]() ![]() ThomasMalthus: 'Paradise Lost: the Musical!' ends with Arturo doing a rousing rendition of the work's signature number, "Destroy the Big Worm Utterly." ![]() ![]() HurriKain: Bill nearly swallowed his mouthwash when Kari Wuhrer stood in his doorway asking for "another round." ![]() ![]() Blinker: o/` "Folks aren't nice/In Paradise/They'll feed you to a monster.../So don't just get all shuddery,/Destroy the big worm utterly!" ![]() ![]() KCrew: The somewhat lesser known Corduroy Mammoth. ![]() ![]() Blinker: "MEL!!! NOOOOOOOO!!!" |