Ignignokt: Observe, Err...the digital nards. The principal will resent having his nards presented in such a crude manner. Err: You ain't paintin on no school, that's a damn rock. And I like to rock...I WILL ROCK YOUR FAAAAAAACE!
I wrap my rascal two times, because I like it to be joyless and without sensation. As a way of punishing super models.
EINS, ZWEI, DREI GO! AGH! THE LAZER! I told you to label them! Why do we even put the lazer there we are just askin for trouble!
1.The Highlander was documentary, and the events occurred in real time. You and your third dimension. 2.My dad, he owns a dealership.....he'll totally hook you up dude! of my favorites
"what he needs to do is shut up otherwise its going to be hell week all rolled up into one night all up in here!" "shake!" "im serious, he'll die tonight yo"
I don't NEED no instructions to know how to rock!! Shake: why does he get a computer? I'm the one with all the high-powered finances. now quick, how do I roll all my capital gains into a Roth IRS? Is it the chicken or the piggy?
^^ HAH The only words I know are dog .. ball ... .... and rape .. he is actually giving carl the Heimlich here .... hahah oh and there is the Wongburger one too ... SCARY and I don't even have something that can be ripped off! oh and: Master Shake: Plaque is a figment of the liberal media and the dental industry to scare you into buying useless appliances and pastes. Now, I've read the arguments on both sides, and I haven't found any evidence yet to support the need to brush your teeth. Ever. Meatwad: I don't know how you'd know; you ain't got no teeth. Last edited by ScandiaWRX; March 16th, 2007 at 03:22 PM. Reason: Vulgar language.
I just found a hotdog in the trash....sitting riiiiight on top. There was some hair on it and some soggy walnuts, but I just brushed that right off. MMMMMMM, oh wait, I think it was blood flavored...oh yes, definately blood flavored.
Frylock: Meatwad, Life isn't about winning material goods... Ignignokt: No, it's about taking material goods when others aren't looking!
Master Shake: Oh hey Carl! Looks like you found yourself a prop gun there. Carl: No no no, it's not a prop gun, it's a SHOT gun. They use it for uh, for death.
Mess up the mix, come on down, yo, here's the address 6 12 wharf avenue (WHAT?!) 6 12 wharf avenue! 612 Wharf avenue yeah I know that place ... next to melon shakers ... the gentlemen's club ... MC PP makes me smile too Meatwad: Don't you see Frylock? He's gonna use all that fly spit to melt down the walls of the national bank. Sir Loin: That's right. Meatwad: He's angry at banks. Sir Loin: Hate the bank-- .....STUPID-ASS MEATBALL MOTHER-- I MELT THE WALLS SO I CAN GET THE MONEY!!! To keep up with the payments on this here patio furnature which by the way is broken now 'cause I broke it thank you very much.
Master Shake: Hey, how ya doing? I think I need to go to the doctor. Cause I've been losing looooooonng, long tracks of time now, and... and I'm starting to get just a little freaked out about the fact that my hand is missing!! *giggle* I can't find it.
It is the Broodwich. Forged in darkness from wheat harvested in hell's half-acre. Baked by Beelzebub. Slathered with mayonnaise beaten from the evil eggs of dark chicken force-fed to dogs by the hands of a one eyed mad man. Cheese boiled from the rancid teat of fanged cow. Layered with 666 separate meats from an animal, which has maggots for blood. What about bacon? Bacon is extra. You call this a sandwich and it doesn't even have bacon on it? There are no swine evil enough to be sacrificed upon a bed of evil......and lettuce.......BED OF EVIL AND LETTUCE!!!
meatwad: "its all starting to make sense now, the levitation, the evil book reading, those cream cookies you always eating, YOU A DAMNED WITCH" fylock: "oh yeah? and what you gonna do about it?" meatwad: " eat pizza, pizza time pizza time pizza time"
You are the gayest monster since gay came to gay town! Ok, whatever, Texas Chainsaw Mascara...which is where you're from.
you have no regard for human life, expecially women, because they have the organs that you wish that you had, so you want to make a suit from them
HAHAH ok ... that last one ... I am on the phone - I shouldn't be laughing at such ridiculous stuff cause ... they're gonna ask me. I can't very well say "someone eats their own farts" on a recorded line :laugh: keep em comin folks
MasterShake: Don't touch my Battlestar Earth cups. Meatwad: I'll touch em all the way to the garbage can. MasterShake: You touch those, and your GI Joes are gonna be MIA. And who's gonna tell little mama Joe that her boy ain't comin' home...because someone was asleep on guard duty?!
It is a FAR gate! From the makers of Findependence Day? We will give it a Mohawk und a wheelchair if you need help. Meatwad: Frylock, I'm friends with a toilet paper roll, an apple, and a box. I'm crazy in the head. Boxy Brown: Well, you wanna dis me boy, dis me to my face! Meatwad: Now Boxy, please, don't take it that way. Boxy Brown: Well then how'm I supposed to take it then?! Meatwad: We just wanna celebrate my birthday with some cake- Boxy Brown: Ah no, I don't want no cake boy, I want me some pie! [with a chuckle] You understand what I'm sayin'? Meatwad: ...No sir. Boxy Brown: Well then let me break it down for ya: You know when you're in the shower with some fine foxy hoochi-mama, and she got dat- Meatwad: [A pause] ...What?! Frylock: Uh, Meatwad. Meatwad: [To Boxy] Well I don't know if I believe that. I mean I seen action figures without their pants, and they ain't got that. Frylock: Uh, Meatwad. Meatwad: [to Frylock] Shh, he is talkin' here! Frylock: Oh, well I didn't mean to interrupt, but- Meatwad: Watch out! He's got a knife! --- meatwad speaking about carl needing to use the super crapper: oh man he's gonna poop himself inside out! It's gonna be like the hulk just rippin out the back of his pants!
Skeeter: Dude, my dad owns a dealership Mind Control Monster: His dad own dealership! Happytime Harry: Well my dad gave me this magic talking knife... Mind Control Monster: What it say, what knife say!
Ign:We'll just let "here" be short for .. "here I am, rock you like a hurricane" Err; you do as the scorpions did before you!
Ignignokt: When I say your dumb name, please, stand up quickly....but then drop to your knees and forsake all others before me. Here's a dumb name, Mothmonsterman. Mothmonsterman: Here. Ignignokt: Did somebody leave a window open, I think I heard the wind... Err: Boy, you better drop to your knees and do it right! Mothmonsterman: Uh, who am I doing this to again? Err: Who is he doing this to again? Because nobody told me anything. Ignignokt: Fine, F*** it! Err: YEAH F*** IT!
