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Soft absorbent terrycloth....ideal for sweaty Boo Radley. |
*sniff sniff* "Hunny, either you've been eating baloney or your deodorant failed!" |
"I know, dear. I know. But look on the bright side. We have them all on tape!" |
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"The last MST3K on Sci-Fi? Hold me!" |
"Back in your crawl space honey." |
"Less talk, more boobies...you're right, it doesn't really work this way." |
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"Even Tor sad, no more MST3K" |
Mickey: "We takes the precious once they're dead!" |
"Why don't you go upstairs while I slip into something more comfortable?" "That's my dress!" |
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"and..... doting husband time over. Time for hookers and whiskey... don't wait up!" |
Damn no cell phone reception, oh yeah its the fifties |
"What's with the ceiling?" "Oh it's just the roof...the roof, the roof is on fire." "It is?!" "Eh, we don't need no water, let the motherf*cker burn." |
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