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Bushmeister
Professor
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« Reply #205 on: 09-02-2004 13:47 »
« Last Edit on: 09-02-2004 13:47 »
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Sal: Wowses, looks ats the sizes ofs hers ... ponytailses! (I didn't actually make something like that up in my head just for notification. I nicked it from somewhere. My mind comes up with even less funny stuff )
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DrThunder88
DOOP Secretary
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All the funny Sal comments have not been taken! Well, maybe all the tasteful ones.
Sal: Hey, I gots somethin' right here youse can squegee!
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DrThunder88
DOOP Secretary
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Penis jokes: Always a winner...or should I say, "Always a wiener"? [Bender]Woooo![/Bender] While I normally like more open-ended grabs, I'll go with this one: Courtesy CGEF
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Beamer
DOOP Secretary
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BENDER: The floor... it's talking to me!
LEELA: I knew we shouldn't have let him eat those "moon pills"...
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DrThunder88
DOOP Secretary
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I posted one about a month ago that was really open-ended.
In this case, however, I'll have to toss my three-sided coin. Abdomens...it's Beamer.
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Beamer
DOOP Secretary
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"I didn't think it was possible, but Mountain Dew tastes even WORSE in the future!"
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Rage Dump
Liquid Emperor
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« Reply #227 on: 09-13-2004 08:16 »
« Last Edit on: 09-13-2004 08:16 »
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"15,352,645, 15,352,646, 15,352,647.... Crap! 1, 2, 3..."
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Zoidberg227
Space Pope
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Loosing count? How utterly cliche. Bender: OK, Universe, you big, mostly empty wuss! No, wait, that's not original. Hmm. Dammit! You've killed my father, and ... no, that's nothing new either. Oh, I know! There's no god, and your idiotic nebular ideals are laughable! God: Bender, I am God. Plus, you said that last one once before. Bender: Awww... God: And, it makes no sense! Bender: Rub it in, why don't you! (mumbling): I'll show him thatlousyspacegasanddebriswho thinkshe'sgod!
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FryMeARiver
Crustacean
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Bender: Hey, you! Pink nebula! Bite my shiny. metal...
I can't finish. That one was so bad.
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Beamer
DOOP Secretary
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"Turn those strobe lights off, damnit - I'm trying to float around aimlessly here!"
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