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![]() Firemaniac: "Arrr! Where are your buccaneers? Arrr! Under my buccan-hat! HA HA HA!" ![]() empressv: Portrait of the Artist as a Young, Badass Villain ![]() nashtbrutusandshort: The only problem with the new superhero, Fontanelle Man, is that he refuses to confront problems headfirst. ![]() Recall317: Diana learns why they call him Long John Silver. ![]() psychomorph: "Who are YOU to tell ME I can't mess around with Alan Greenspan's incubus in my sleep? Huh?" ![]() psychomorph: "Poison mushrooms...how...great." ![]() empressv: "The advantage to having three arms? I can arm wrestle myself for the bed!" ![]() empressv: Jay Leno's Suburban Nightmare ![]() Recall317: "You better believe X marks the spot, baby." ![]() TemporalFlux: "It doesn't matter if they cut the power! We can still film another episode! We did worse in season five!" ![]() nashtbrutusandshort: Seduction has many forms. "You want your lint brush, big boy? Then come n' get it." ![]() EnochF: "Sir, the odds of successfully navigating a living room strewn with Hot Wheels are approximately 3,720 to 1!" "Never tell me the odds." ![]() Racerex: "Listen, Meg... I've only got three weeks more to go at the Steven Segal ![]() Recall317: Now there's a woman getting her timbers shivered. ![]() Firemaniac: "Look! A box!" ![]() Racerex: O'Toole's Pierside Bar & Grill: The place to be for alien global entities composed of pure energy. ![]() MrAtomik: Poor Bob. His narcolepsy struck again, and when he woke up, she was gone. ![]() TemporalFlux: As Maggie makes love to her season four hair... ![]() Recall317: "So... is your Roger... jolly?" ![]() EnochF: Just what the world needed, the Tiny Tim Sex Tapes released on the internet. ![]() EnochF: "I am an army of one. No, seriously, I'm not exaggerating. Recruitment is way down." ![]() Racerex: "Just return the book... Pay the fine... Nobody's got to get hurt here!" ![]() Recall317: The ![]() Racerex: "Wait, just let me check the stockroom out back. I think we still have a few Grateful Dead members left. We can ship 'em out by overnight express..." ![]() Recall317: After his plans for a sliding machine were taken, Dr. Xang went into the cab driving business. ![]() HoosierDaddy: "What, no Rolex? On behalf of women everywhere, you, sir, are officially a loser." ![]() Recall317: How could he produce and watch such crap? "Arrrr...two glass eyes." ![]() nashtbrutusandshort: We now return to A Sheltered Life. "This fell out of my magazine. What should I do? Oh, God, I'm scared. Please help." |