Frylock: Can Billywitchdoctor.com raise something bigger than a chicken? Billywitchdoctor.com: You mean Mega Ultra Chicken? NO! He is legend. Frylock: I mean something more like, a human.......milkshake. Billywichdoctor.com: That funny hat for chicken. Frylock: Billy, you do realize that we aren't doing a chicken, right? Billywitchdoctor.com: Now, together, hold hands. Carl: No no no, I'm not like that, I uh...don't play both sides of the field, you know what i mean? I'm not that way. Frylock: It's just a seance, Carl, it's not that way. Billywitchdoctor.com: Now, kiss him deep with tounge Carl: Do what? Billywitchdoctor.com: Just kid, just kid, dirty boy. Meatwad: You boyfriend and boyfriend. Frylock: Meatwad! Meatwad: Ok, I'm sorry. Billywitchdoctor.com: Now, join hands and repeat after me. Billywitchdoctor.com: I am All: I am Billywitchdoctor.com: Sofa King All: Sofa King Billywitchdoctor.com: We Todd Ed All: We Todd Ed. Billywitchdoctor.com: Now say all, very fast. All: I Am Sofa King We Todd Ed. Billywitchdoctor.com: Not so fast, looses meaning All: I Am Sofa King We Todd Ed. Billywitchdoctor.com: Hahaha, you say...funny thing.
oh son of a Carl: Look, all I know is that this cord here was plugged into my house, and your house was glowin' like the frickin' sun! So I put two and two together there hey, and decided that you're pissin' me off.
Shake: "you know what game you like to play? its called anal blazer, wanna know how you play? first level is a truckstop full of lonely truckers, level 2 is a in a public bathroom" frylock: "shake" shake: "shake" shake: "YES! I RULE YOUR WORLD"
Shake: You read about this in Vogue? I hope you were at the dentist's office, Frylock! Frylock: It just comes to the house... Shake: OF COURSE IT COMES, WHEN YOU ORDER IT YOU BIG FAT LADY! Meatwad: Somebody down there is a girl Frylock: Alright, will you just shut up about the Vogue thing!?
Ignignokt: Burn the dresser, Meatwad. Meatwad: But that is where Carl keeps his clothes. Ignignokt: You don't see these women wearing any clothes and they're not complaining. Err: Look, they're kissing eachother Ignignokt: And you want Carl to be forever kissed, don't you?
Carl: Yeah, you don't have to worry about it because you're dead. Meanwhile I have to clean up your feces from my dashboard. Shake: I know. Carl: And I don't want you messing up those seats, that's authentic, red pleather, that ain't cheap. You know why I had them put cocoa butter smell in my interior? Because I want prostitutes to feel welcome in there, I don't want them thinking it's a death trap. Shake: I'm sorry Carl, it looks like I've failed you too. Carl: Aww, look, I'm sorry for going off on you when your depressed. Here's a steak knife...go kill yourself in your yard.
Meatwad: Whoa there, little piggy! Have some self control. You know nothin' grosses me out more than fat people…like you. Shake: I'm fat? Meatwad: Like hell! Have you seen yourself? I would not eat any more…'less you gonna get rid of it, you know what I mean?
Frylock He's dead. Oglethorpe: IMPOSSIBLE!!! The Remonster can only be killed by stabbing him in the heart with the ancient bone saber of Zumakalis! Emory: Or probably his head or lungs too, just stab him wherever, really. Oglethorpe: And the saber probably doesn't have to be bone. Emory: Yeah, really, just like anything sharp just laying around the house. Oglethorpe: You could poke him with a pillow and kill him. (my favorite episode hahah ) and someone else hurry and post something so I can get this next one outta the way
Meatwad: Yeah there was this goat. And that goat tried to eat Boxy's arm. Boxy: Sure did that goat. Meatwad: They just sorta, you know, kinda pecked at us like a bunch of chickens. Boxy Brown: Sure did, and they WAS chickens, my man. It was a hen hizzy. Meatwad: No no, they were professionals. Frylock: Well, there's no telling where you've been. Meatwad: Yeah, Superbowls are fun. This year we got bragging rights, number 1, number 1. Shake: Who? Who's number 1? Meatwad: Well... Shake: You don't know, because you went to a f***ing farm you f***ing embacile! You cost me my one chance. I got diabetes and cancer because of you!
damn readymix stealing my thunder, i'll go with: Meatwad: He said that the hobbit, that turns the crank case is depressed, and needs therapy. We need to get us a new hobbit. They's from the land beyond time, land beyond time's also gonna hook us up with a unicorn for the radiator, I aint even gonna tell you bout that haunted air conditioner. Then that air filter, that's made of plutonium, that's gonna require superman, so, you know, plus shipping from krypton. Then the cow, Jumped over the moon...
Frylock: He pushed you out of the way of that truck. Shake: Listen, he's in a better place. Frylock: He's in the grille of a truck! Meatwad: He was my best friend. Shake: Yeah, well then you should know something. When he was pushing me he mentioned something about not liking you. I clearly heard that. Meatwad: Did he really? Shake: That stuck out. Meatwad: Well, I guess I'll have one of those wings then. Gimme one. Shake: Here, fetch. Meatwad: Where's the meat? This is a bone! Shake: Go make a doll outta that!
Turkatron: You know, that reminds me of this severely long story about how the chickens became a master race through a freak accident involving radiation, and interestingly enough, to me, marshmallow!
Meatwad: Now you're sure that this is a brain? Shake: Yeah, sure. You can tell. Here, watch. Now you hear that swarming? THAT'S how you know it's on. You just gotta kickstart the smartness here, you'll see. Now, get it going. Come on--GET--the KNOWLEDGE--GOING! Meatwad: Wait a second, this ain't no brain. This is a damn bee's nest! Shake: Aw, shoot, you're right! Why, ho-ho, this IS a bee's nest! Hey, I've been ripped off here! Meatwad: I'll say! You might want to talk to a customer service rep about that. Shake: Damnit! You know, I think I threw away the box. Could you just keep it in your head until I can return it? Meatwad: You think I'm that stupid? Just because I don't have a brain? Shake: ...Yes. Meatwad: Well go ahead and pop her in there.
^^ Oh, is this your story now? Did this happen to you and not to me?! Well listen up everybody he's about to tell us all his amazing story! The one that happened to me and not him. I could not resist hahah
Shake: Somebody's a little "bi-curious." Meatwad: I ain't no "bi-curious"! I'm a man's man! Shake: Well, not anymore. I've planted the seed of doubt! Meatwad: You don't say that! I'm a man! And if you all need me I'm going to be in the garage, hanging sheetrock. Shake: Look at the way he rolls... Meatwad: Where's my chewin tobacco? Shake: ...Just like a woman.
Meatwad: This ain't no damn bunny rabbit! Shake: Whaddaya know? It's a snake. Meatwad: I wanted a bunny rabbit. I was going to name him Nathan--that's Latin for "warm," by the way--Nathan Scott Phillips. Shake: Turn that frown upside down! You can still have a bunny rabbit... Meatwad: Really? Shake: ...With a little imagination of course. Meatwad: Oh boy! Shake: Well look what we have here: pipe cleaners, a stapler, and a pound of human hair. Meatwad: I can make some fur, and shape some ears for him, and staple it all to his head... Shake: Then you'll be able to have your very own long bunny rabbit that you designed! It's your chance to play God! Meatwad: Hold still, Nathan. This will only hurt once....but DAMN, will it hurt.
That's right fat man. Look directly into your rims, and let the waves of hypnosis wash over your tiny brain. For you are now our slave.
Looks like someone's about to get an "A". By following the rules, you're guaranteed to make a mediocre product that no one can relate to. Dr. Weird: Gentlemen: There's a chance, THIS will work! Steve: Uhhh... actually, you said there's NO chance this would work. *drw looks at the vat of bbq sauce* FOOL! That will never work!!
You need to articulate that one properly readymix .. it needs lots of !!! and 1s "Frylock: Shake, he needs complete silence so he can contact the dead. Master Shake: What he needs is a lack of oxygen, so he can *become* the dead! "
Fixed it Frylock: Why dont you go and give out free shots of that ham? (Shake throws up what he was drinking) Shake: There was ham in that pitcher!? Frylock: No that was fried chicken. Shake: Who friggin' thought of this place!?
Only because that is one of the best Steve quotes out there ... Master Shake: He said he fell down some stairs, he fell down some stairs. People get clumsy sometimes. Is there a problem here?
Carl: You know, he's supposed to be spayed, and, uh... he ain't that. Go ahead, ask me how I know. Go ahead. Ask me.
^^HAHA read the one about getting an A if you're gonna go there ... :laugh: Meatwad: You don't need a machine to make a rainbow, for rainbows are made of happy thoughts, and dreams, and chocolate unicorns, and gumdrops, and licorice sunsets, and fuzzy gumdrop bears, in sugar-covered chocolate gumdrop land. (for you SGC2C fans - this part ^ is where Old Kentucky Shark makes his appearance in ATHF)
This thread has turned into a readymix Aegis chat, I suppose you need to keep the pm's below 30 a day eh?? :biggrin:
Yeah being at work makes the AIM very hard to use ... however i DID get cgi:irc to work one day ... :biggrin:
Meatwad: He is you. You the Drizzle. Master Shake: Ohh, I wish. But I am very good friends with the Drizzle. He wanted you to have these special Drizzle phones: they connect directly to the man himself when you need his super help. Frylock: He's giving us a cell phone? Meatwad: There's no text messaging. This here's a suck phone. Master Shake: Yeah, but it's free.
Carl: [at the door] Someone wanna tell me why my pool is full of hotdog chunks and dirty dishes? Master Shake: Oh Carl, you didn't mess with it did ya? Cause it's gotta set up for a couple days with the battery. Carl: The battery? Master Shake: Yeah, you know, the one from your car. I dumped some shampoo in there too, but it's dog shampoo so I dunno if it's gonna work, but were prayin' like hell that it does. Carl: No, no, no, I understand, I understand. I'm just gonna go, I'll be back in a few. You uh, you think that the gun store is still open? Ol' Drippy: Carl, please, I'll take care of the mess. He means well, he's just a little... well, I'd better not say. (this one may have already been posted, we're bound to hit repeats by now anyway with only about 70 episodes to choose from :roll: )
