A bloody hour 'till your clothes get done...eck. You'll burn in hell for this
Real men don't use umbrellas, eh? Well, I hope real men enjoy being very wet
My computer will blatantly lie to me, and, because of a fault in its guilt chip, it won't feel bad about it. Bloody machine.
Stupid, stupid stupid communists! They took all the best seats! Damn them and their red ways
I'm a Buddhist, you shit-head. Oops, forget that shit-head part
Daylight Horse? Whats a Daylight Horse?
I can tell time through my gum
The Universe needs a volume control knob
The closest I have been to doing an Irish jig was when I got drop-kicked in a mosh pit
Frank Sinatra needs to stop singing songs about buttered things falling on the floor, and sing about his native Toronto
NO TIME FOR CHANGING LANES!
What do I want most of all? One of those Doomsday Machines.
Observation 277: Nihilists don't bowl
Sarcasm is just one more service we offer
I need to go implement the stuff on this napkin
No no no, you see, I'm a quantum homosexual
I think it is appropriate for me to be very sick now
When they started telling me about the types of mowers he uses, I lost interest immediately
Sorry, honey. You can't be fabulous when you make the sour-suckey face
Fear me, for I have invented wind-activated magnets!
Well, obviously doctors have less gypsy power than, say, old ladies who knit. That is why we need a variable in the equation for gypsy power.
THE SCORE: Universe - 37 Me - 3
I make boys stop glowing
I have a great deal of respect for anyone who doesn't own a Christmas Song compilation album
Now when you get on the highway, Billy-Bob, you're going to have to drive that pick-em-up truck at a speed greater than 35