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"Confucius say.. man who run in front of car get tired." |
"Confucius say.. man who run in back of car get exhausted." |
"Our topic today is military intervention in Kosovo: Is it necessary or antithetical to democracy? Here with us today are Lamb Chop, Goliath and Kukla..." |
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"So much for Clarabelle and his damn seltzer. Now where's that Buffalo bob?" |
"I got puppets. Wanna play with my...puppets?" |
Roses are red, violets are black. Why is your chest as flat as your back? |
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"Wow! I wonder if the same thing is in my little brother's skull! *Gets the axe*" |
"Alas, poor Yorick, I knew... ooh, a dollar!" |
Toilet Paper was never this exciting. |
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They found the missing Oscars, but the time they did it was too late. They had been Sci-fi-ed. |
"We the folks, of the U.S. in order to make stuff more good... Ah, they'll fix it up in editing." |
"Sir, my Kung-Fu grip is malfunctioning..." |
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...been capping the whole time. My fingers are tired. Reality drifting away. Social mores losing all meaning. I AM SCIFI!! |
*offscreen* "Errooorr! Byew! Byew! Kabooom! Byew! Blam! Eeeerrroooorr!" |
The 357th Airborne String Quartet nears their drop zone. (Hel-loooooooooooooooo Nurse! And pokemon_girl!) |