 E_B_A: Gang relations worsened aboard the S. S. Settrip... |
 famousmort: The censors made them put that suitcase there, for obvious reasons... |
 E_B_A: "So... we understand you're lonely from never repairing Maytag home appliances..." *WOCKA* *CHICKA* *WOCKA* *WOCKA* |
 E_B_A: Bringing you the latest in Lite Brite technology... |
 Klatuu: Hello? HELLO? THE LAMP IS AFTER ME! THE LAMP! THE LAAAAAAAAAAAAMP!!! AAHHHH!! HEEELLPP! |
 E_B_A: "And Dr. Snippem is our vasectomy specialist..." "You lookin' at me funny, BOY!?" *SNIP SNIP* "Eeesh..." |
 Laserblast: Poor Dan was forced to carry his desk around with him in a vain attempt to hide his erection. |
 Hippie: And I open up the locket, there's a face inside. My husband. But if I move it in the light--ooo! Scary face! Move it again--smiling! Scary! Smiling! Ooo! |
 Seltaeb: "Keep spitting in that test tube!" "Until when?" "Until it's full." "Then what?" "Fill another one." "But..." "NOW!!!" |
 JoeAnthrax: "I'll get right to work as soon as I finish my Soylent Green Lunchable!" |
 E_B_A: "M-O-O-N... that spells John Holmes... laws yes..." |
 Seltaeb: Man, that's the most meticulously calibrated toilet I've ever seen. |
 JediClone: "Hi man." "IT IS *NOT* A COMBOVER! I AM *NOT* BALD" "Uh, all I said was Hi..." "STOP JUDGING ME!" "The hell?" |
 Hippie: And of course we have several clocks on the wall with different times. One is right and the others are completely wrong. Not much sense to it, really. |
 JediClone: Suddenly, Ed had a bizarre urge to know what time it was in Tokyo... |
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