GALLERIES
THE BRADY BUNCH
(April 2004)
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 daupstart: "Now, Peterrrrr..." "I know, I know. Sorry for going through and wearing your clothes again, mommmm." TheDiva: "And...?" "All right, I'm sorry I used your curling iron too." AgentMoldy: "And...?" *sigh* "And I'll put your tampons back in the box." | ||
JurassicPork: "Aren't you forgetting one more thing?" "(sigh) And I'm sorry for cutting your hair with Dad's weed whacker while you were asleep sunbathing."  JurassicPork: "What the fuck is with you Brady kids, anyway? Bad perms, bad clothes. You look like a Goodwill store threw up all over you. Two words that’ll change your lives. You ready, you listening? Super. Cuts. And you're telling me you're Irish, Brady? Listen, bub, I'm Irish, really Irish, not this blow-dried, homogenized, bastardized, Americanized, Lord of the Dance Irish-American like you limp-dicks and like a good Irishman I lost my cherry by the time I was eleven, o-kay? I was already smoking a pack a day before I was ten. And another thing, binkie..." And the war for the class presidency between Peter Brady and Denis Leary was underway... Coakley: "Now where's my leather jacket and the rumors I did it with Elizabeth Hurley?" (  Jurassic!) | ||
 YibbleGuy: Friday, 8 p.m. (ABC). Greg's pyromania turns deadly when he burns down the neighbor's treehouse while their children are still in it; Marsha auditions for JV cheerleader.  RodRocket: "Dinner's ready! Pork chops and apple sauce!" tinaw: "Dinner's ready! Spam and creamed corn!" | ||
JurassicPork: "Sam finally got his Viagra, so it's Domino's for you assholes tonight!"  JurassicPork: A large part of the Brady's isolationist policy was a complete ignorance of rock music, sports teams or the existence of females, models or otherwise. They were, however, well-schooled in an appreciation of dental office artwork and paneling.  AgentMoldy: "Because I'm Sheila's Aunt Flo, and it's my time to visit her. I have to go, Peter. You'll just have to accept it." |