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"Christ child? Nah, guys, I think you're looking for the next backlot over. Two Star Trek sets, then hang a left." |
Ayup, new Teletubby crop's comin' along jest fine. |
The Quest for Fire led ultimately to a sleazy strip club in New Orleans. |
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"But what if the quantum flux capacitor overrides the temporal modulation unit? Then will ya tell me about th' rabbits, George? Will ya?" |
"Okay. Beam us down." |
"Two to beam down...Energize!" |
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Here at the Imperial Academy, "First we will teach you how not to hit a target five feet away." |
He's just mad because she copied his hairstyle and it looks better on her. |
Look-the other leading brand leaves behind microbes that thrive on your toilet seat. While our cleanser leaves this cheese wedge... |
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"Ah, honey! The Jedi Knights have arrived! Come on in, Monopoly? No tricks with the dice now" |
But all your computer really understands is a series of ones, zeroes, and norm abramses |
"Starbuck comes running for the great taste of Alpo. The sick fuck." |
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"All right, gents, you know the drill. Trousers down, willies out. Doris, get the whipped butter and mascara, would you?" (hello again, cappers) |
"Hmmm, Fiorello LaGuardia rises from grave. Demands hot monkey lovin'. I'll be." |
I since much fear in you! |