 E_B_A: "That's right! Pay exactly what we paid South American children to make this wonderful product!" |
 BrakYeller: "...feeeeed.... meeeee...." "Patience, Bed. Your time will come..." |
 Meldrick: I guess this commercial implies Dolly Parton sleeps on her stomach. |
 Tumbler: Coming to Sci-Fi, in June ... Plague - the series. "I'm not dead yet." |
 Artanas: There's simply nothing better to ram up your ass! Call now! |
 TravisBickle: We'll even throw in a large Milkbone and the severed head of Meg Foster for free, call now! |
 Hippie: Order now and we'll throw in Christopher Reeve! |
 Hippie: What are you guys insinuating? I'll tell you one thing, that's NOT how you sell a mattress! |
 E_B_A: "Woah... it's almost 18006524242 o'clock..." |
 E_B_A: "And this button controls E_B_A's pacemaker." *PUSH* "Nothing hapasd lkuhfssss ssssss ssss ssss ssss ssss ss sss ssss ssssss ssssss sssss ssss sssss sssss sssss sss sss |
 Hippie: Hire-A-Stalker. Check around town. No rates will be cheaper. Go ahead. Check around. We'll be standing by. |
 E_B_A: The Ron Jeremy Home Security System has been a big sell, although clean-up is always unpleasent. I DON'T GET IT! |
 Artanas: "Today's secret word kiddies... Genocide." |
 Jazzsoda: And other fancy words that will fool you into thinking we're not a bunch of yahoos sitting around playing frogger all day until Deep Space Nine comes on... |
 Artanas: Fecal management......... Urinary Tract Engineer....... |