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"You guys get the feeling we are the most boring white people in the history of boring white people?" |
"FBI. Federal Biscuit Investigator. Fork over the dough." |
The family reacted with stunned horror as Aunt Bernice entered the room with a crescent roll on her head. |
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Ted Koppel might have been cool in his hay day...maybe |
"Can't repeat the past? Why of course you can. They're called threads. I heard this delightful PUMAT the other day..." |
.oO"The fools. Let them squabble over their biscuits and crescent rolls. I will make off with the danishes while no-one is looking."Oo. |
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Another Saturday night, another domestic disturbance call brought on by a shortage of quality biscuits. |
"Hell buddy! I know where you can find a lot of biscuits, and cresants and doughnuts even!" |
"It's gonna be hard for the three of us to live out of this car, that's why we have to have to organize things. Ted, you sleep in the trunk, Bar--" "How come I gotta sleep in the trunk??" |
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"Boomerang? Sir, can I interest you in a quality boomerang today?" |
"I am just *baffled*..the trail of dried blood leads up to this ladder--but then stops. Man, Sherlock Holmes would be baffled. Welp, guess I'll just give up." |
(on cell phone)"Yeah, Dirk Gently please...Dirk, Heya buddy. I was wondering if you could help me, see, this bloodtrail leads to this lad-..you say the guy is at home in his sock drawer? Thanks Dirk." |
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