 Dibbley: "Hi Maggie, I wrote you this poem. Roses are red, violets are blue, I like spagetti, let's fuck." |
 Artanas: Guess who likes to chew on scaffolding... |
 TravisBickle: Excuse me, I'm getting a little verklempt. I'll give you a topic - the Psychic Friends are neither psychic nor your friends. Discuss. |
 keogh: "Impale Squiggy?" There's a feature I can get behind! These guys are marketing geniuses! |
 HanoverF: "My psychic told me your camera would steal my soul!" |
 Agent Moldy: Amplewoman's little sister, Sufficientwoman, newest Psychic Talk, USA trainee! |
 E_B_A: Watch as the one on the left is absorbed by the one on the right through the psychic powers of osmosis! |
 E_B_A: "And what do you see in this lad's future?" "Do you have any more sofa pillows?" "Sofa pill-" "We ate the ones you gave us." "Er..." |
 Artanas: "Caller number 3, what have I eaten today?" "Huh?" "Tell me, and you win a prize" "Ummm... Kuwait?" "Sorry, the answer was the legendary city of Pompei." |
 E_B_A: "I'm not sure about that- just a second... *CRACK* happiness is sure to bless you..." "Are you reading fortune cookies!?" "Hey, we all have our sources..." |
 Hippie: Lifelike articulation! Fully poseable! |
 TravisBickle: "Come into my web, said the spider to the fly." "That's no fly, that's a toddler." "Slap on the Heinz 57 and they taste the same." "Eeeek." |
 Artanas: "Aw, c'mon Timmy, y'know you wanna see your aunt Ester all naked, jingling her puffy body to your delight!" "ARGH!!!" |
 Jazzsoda: This is like a roach motel for humans. |
 Artanas: "I can't believe this! Somebody left a perfectly good dung beetle here. Oh well, my luck! Yum!" |
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