Carl: Alright, I'm gonna give this rainbow thing another five minutes, and if it don't show up quick, then I am going down to the store and getting a hot-rod magazine. 'Cause they got the chicks with the boobs in there.
Meatwad: What I really want is a 10 speed. Ignignokt: Getting it is easy....filling it with illegal substances and sending it across the border is not. Err: See, those dogs, they can smell anything, so you gotta kick 'em in the throat! Meatwad: Hey now guys, i don't want to do anything illegal here. But I would kill somebody...in front of their own momma to get a 10 speed. And if anybody testfies against me, I'll gouge their eyes out. Err: Lets get drunk and rip off a 10 speed. Meatwad: We'll get a basket and a horn on the handle and a... Err: YEAH! THEN WE'LL SET IT ON FIRE AND WRECK IT INTO CHILDREN AND LAUGH AT THEIR PARENTS AND THEN WE'LL GET ON THE...oh man, I'm toasted. Ignignokt: The innocent shall suffer, bigtime Err: C'mon, lets go while I'm feelin' it.
Meatwad: Trick or treat, smell my meat! Oh man! Carl: Look meatman, what are you doing trick or treatin'? It's frickin May! Meatwad: Look, I need candy, now are you going to give me some or are you going to use some tape? Carl: I know, I've only heard your little song a thousand times! Now I need candy and I don't know why. Meatwad: Shhh...I don't listen to that kiddie crap any more, I'm check'n the adult jams now, see, check it. MC Pee Pants don't just want candy now, that's childish, he needs it. And when you need something that's a responsibility, that only only an adult...on maturity...bunnies! Carl: Yeah, I got a deal at the dumpster, I mean warehouse. Yeah, you might want to wipe the juice off them.
Carl: Hey, where's Meat Mountain there? Frylock: You mean Meatwad. Carl: Oh no, they were callin' 'im Meat Mountain last night. Shake: Okay, I'm gonna go. Frylock: You're not going anywhere Shake. Carl: Yeah, ya gotta come check this out man. Igloo, hot dog, igloo, that bit. But the whole time the stripper's shakin' it in front of 'im. Frylock: My goodness! Where was this?! Carl: The warehouse in front of Girls For You, you know, the lingerie modeling place. Frylock: Uh, no, I don't know Carl. Carl: Well-ell, twenty bucks, twenty minutes. I'm tellin' ya, one Friday night, you and me Fry-man, blow the lid off the joint! Yeah-heh! Frylock: I don't think so Carl. Carl: What, you gay?
Frylock: You don't want to piss him off. He has the power to curse you. Meatwad: Do it, Shake. Piss him off. Shake: I do what I want, when I want, and how I want! And no mummy - you hear me, Band-Aid - NO MUMMY is gonna tell me, what to do! Mummy: Currrrrrrse... Currrrrrrrrrse! CURRRRRRRRRRRSE!!! Shake: You done? Cuz I'm through liste-- Mummy: CURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRSE!!! Shake: Cuz I'm through listening to you. I got a curse for you, it's called "tomorrow morning, your ass is outta here." I'm going back to bed. Mummy: Currrrrrse... Shake: I heard it already! I know! It's a friggin' curse! It's like I'm living with a pack of friggin' animals. Frylock: Uh, Shake, I think that mummy might have just put a curse on you. Shake: Oh, gee, you think? 'Cause, you know, he only said it about a thousand times!
Master Shake: Drizzle here. Frylock: Shake? Master Shake: No Shake. This is the Drizzle. Frylock: Come on, Shake. Master Shake: Come on, what? This is the Drizzle. What do ya need? Frylock: All right, is Shake around? I mean, you're friends with him right? Master Shake: Uh. Check. Check, 10-4. Shake, are you there? Yes, I'm right beside you. Uh, you have a call. Thank you. Hand the phone to me please. Yes. Here you go. Frylock: Shake? Master Shake: Hello. This is Shake. Frylock: Shake? Master Shake: Hold on please, thank you Drizzle.
Frylock: Are you on fire? Master Shake: What? No, no. This is.. what is this? Meatwad: Them is fumes. Master Shake: Fumes? Meatwad: Hey, that's what you oughta be, boy. Call yourself "The fume". Master Shake: Look. Lemme straighten you out. I'm not doin' that, okay? It's ridiculous.
Speaking of the fumes ... somehow a power outage occurred here, and we were inundated with natural gas fumes for about half an hour. Gotta stay on the phone though! Wouldn't want any of our agents to have to go or anything ... :ugh:
Master Shake: I have something to confess here.. Frylock: You're the fume? Master Shake: What'd.. how'd you know? Meatwad: More like 'The Puddle' now. Master Shake: Listen, we must keep my secret identity a secret...and that's what sucks about a secret identity. I will never get the credit that I deserve for the attention grabbing things that I do.
ROFL!!!!! THat is my favorite one!!!! Frylock: That's not a toy! Master Shake: You say that about everything you own. You should own toys. They're fun.
Master Shake: no international calls...... the drizzel is local. I heard he has lazer feet. Rain power go! this is all too busy. (looking at the t-shirt graphics.)
Ogelthorpe on phone: UHM yes hello uuh... This is MR BROWN ... SAMPLE ... "they are so mad that people keep calling them and asking for wrong information!!"
Jerry: So I dunno, she's like, "Move your skulls to the basement 'cause I got these dra.pes." I don't even get that. I'm like "Honey, this is work." I can't... Mr. Sticks: Are you serious? Jerry: Yeah, I can't put 'em in the f***ing basement. I mean... Mr. Sticks: No... No... Jerry: And she's like, "Y'know, could you put a tarp over 'em also?" Mr. Sticks: Oh, no way... Jerry: And I just felt like, "No... I'm not... f***, damn it!" Mr. Sticks: I got one at home just like it, man. Yeah, and I got a kid now and so... Jerry: Oh, that's a whole other set of bulls***, I'm sure. Mr. Sticks: Right, so Cathy puts the coats up right next to my preserved brain collection, and she wants me to move 'em because she thinks it's not hygenic. Jerry: I don't understand how there's such a lack of appreciation for that backlight coming through the glass of the jars that the brains are in, and it just looks cool. Mr. Sticks: You've seen that? Jerry: Why move it? That's the point of putting it next to the window. I'm sure you've explained that to Cathy, but she honestly doesn't get it. Mr. Sticks: Right, because it's... Yeah... But there's no, y'know... I can't even argue with it. Jerry: Ugh, f***ing ridiculous. Mr. Sticks: So that's why I move to it... Mr. Sticks: Hey isn't that that guy? Shake: So what's with the toilet seat, right? Jerry: OHH WHAT THE F***!!! Shake: JERRY, NO WE'RE COOL!!!
i dont have any athf quotes, but i saw mcchris... aka 'mc peepants' on that show... sunday night at the varsity!
Yep. Hmmmm, well i'm not sure... i think he prolly meant to let you know! He and i, well we're pretty 'tight' you know... myspace friends and all... hehehehe :laugh: the show was short and sweet, maybe about 45 mins. squeezed inbetween 'piebald' and 'street to nowhere'. apparently this stop was just a teaser for a bigger upcoming show in a few months, so keep your eyes open. (+now i know to let u know!) oh and maybe you know about it already, but check out http://67.18.79.2/contest/ for a ton of remix downloads from a contest.
Master Shake: Is that Carl's Brain? Over there, on the expressway? Carl Brain: Beware, for it will immediately seize you upon my command, and your mind will be enslaved to forever...polish the chrome at this wash...Carl Wash. Frylock: ...This is retarded.
Meatwad: What's a 'DNA'? Carl: It stands for 'Do Not...inna my pool...Assman.' Frylock: Hey Carl, can you spit in your pool for us? Carl: No, I don't think so. Frylock: Why not, it's not like your going to swim in it. MasterShake: Just because he doesn't want to swim in it now doesn't me he wont later. Carl: Just because I'm not going to swim in it, doesn't mean "Here, turn it into a freakin' dog laboratory." Meatwad: Oh this is your pool? Carl: Yes, this is my pool. Meatwad: Can I go swimming in it? Carl: No you cannot. MasterShake: Can I go swimming in it? Carl: No. Meatwad: Do you mind if we make a dog in it? Carl: Yes, I do mind, if that's cool.
I actually have that 'rascal' one as a ringtone. Along with Ignignokt and Err talking about the principals nards.
Carl: Hey, Fryman, you might want to come look at this. Carl: You see, it starts here, where I used to have a full tank of gas...and if you go back here...oh, look what's bubblin' in the pool. Frylock: Oh my God! Frylock: Shake are you in there? Carl: Yeah, he's in there, sorta. He's in them pirhanas. But stay back Fryman, they're still alive...they're just tired...from all them sleeping pills Shake ate. He didn't say anything about wanting to kill himself did he? Frylock: Here's a note... MasterShake: Friends, relatives...whatever the hell Meatwad is. I've had a good life. In fact it's been pretty bitchin'. But now, regretably, I must go. Please don't touch my things because you know they're mine. To Meatwad...fire up that game because I'm gonna wail on you from the grave baby!!! HAHAHAHA! Carl: Fryman...I am so sorry...that I can't press charges. Frylock: Thanks, Carl. Carl: I can't help but notice that you are trying to walk away. You gonna clean this up? Frylock: No. Carl: Ok, watch your back.
I already posted the one about "Friends ... relations" RTFT "Master Shake: Well I'll tell you what, as long as I get these muffins, I don't give a crap what he does. He's a winner in my book. In fact, I'm gonna make a couple of dogs tonight. Start a restaurant with 'em, call it "Dogs". I'm gonna work on that name, too, because that does not seem good to me. "
Meatwad: Yeah, that's right. And he ain't my best friend, neither. He yells at me and scares me and locks me in the attic, and pours liquid on my head that stink, and freeze me with the fire extinguisher, and a whole bunch of other stuff I can't remember 'cause he shocked me in the head with a car battery. [pause] With a bunch of clamps, and sparks, and ….
Meh, after 100+ postings, there's bound to be the repeat. Plus I get the distinguished honor of being the first repeat. Unless I missed that too.
Meatwad: Look, you just rip it and win. Frylock: What did you win? Meatwad: Well alright! 20 cents off my next Wasabi Fries!!! You see, they fill the fries with Wasabi sauce and then the... Frylock: I know Meatwad. Meatwad: Well, they're good. Frylock: I'm sure they are. Meatwad: What about you, Shake? MasterShake: Let me see...20 cents off my next Wasabi Fries!!! Meatwad: You see, they fill the fries with wasabi sauce.... Frylock: I KNOW, you already said that. MasterShake: What did you win Carl? Carl: Let's see...Tonight you will get your **** ripped off. Frylock: Let me see. 'Tonight you will get your **** ripped off.' Carl: Is that a prize?
Master Shake: Frylock! You're not gonna believe this! A prowler broke in here and forced your cupcakes in my mouth, and he said if you don't leave the room right now, and let him use the internet, he'll shoot me! Frylock: Fine. Master Shake: He has a gun, you know. Frylock: Well, he said he'd shoot you, so I did figure it was a gun.
Voice: What about the sundried tomatos? MasterShake: I picked them off, because they're disgusting. Voice: The Broodwich cannot be taken apart or disassembled! MasterShake: Well I guess it can, because that's what I did! Voice: Well you better put 'em back! MasterShake: HOW? I ate the sandwich. It's GONE! Voice: Look, they're good. MasterShake: Yeah, you keep tellin' yourself that. Voice: How about you? Frylock: I'll pass. Meatwad: No thanks, I'm not hungry. Voice: FINE THEN, DON'T EAT THEM! Meatwad: You think he's gone? MasterShake: How should I know. He's a voice. Meatwad: He in them raisins? MasterShake: I DON'T KNOW!!!
Master Shake: What the?! This closet was full of TVs the last time I checked and now there's none! Meatwad: 'Cause you keep breaking them. Shake: 'Cause you keep pissing me off so bad! You should be lucky I'm thoughtful enough to throw the anger at the media…and not your buttocks!
Oog: So there me was beating boulder into powder because me couldn't eat it and magic ball land in lap. Naturally, me think, "All right! Free Egg!" because me stupid and me cave man. So me spent about 3 days humping and bust open with thigh bone so me could eat it good, then magic ball shoot Oog with beam, and next thing me know me go out and invent wheel out of dinosaur brain! Magic dino-wheel rolled for 3 short distance before me eat it, the point is me get smarter. Soon, me walk upright. Me featherback dirty, matted hair into wings for style and me stop to use bathroom as opposed to me just doing it as me walk.
Err: A is for apple, J is for jacks.. Ignignokt: Look, Err. Free Egg. Err: Damn yeah! For straight, for shizzum! Ignignokt: Try having omelets now, Denver. Err: Omeletoidz! Ignignokt: Did you hear what I said, Denver? Or shall I turn it up for you?
Frylock: I wonder who killed Carl's car …. Master Shake: A car cannot be 'killed'! It was murdered! By someone who is jealous of Carl's ability to drive. Jealousy is the motivation! --- Meatwad: He told me to get in the freezer cause there was a carnival in there. There wasn't no carnival! It was a damn freezer! I got freezer burn and I got bunched up against that chicken. --- Meatwad: [Meatwad is reading through job ads] Hey, here's one. "Looking for dollars? Are you gullible and stupid as hell? You may qualify to be part of our dangerous experiment. Bring your resume, wallet, social security, ATM, and all credit cards to Carl's Car Wash. Minorities need not apply, or we gonna sue your balls to the wall." ...That sounds promising. I may have repeated that last one ... I donno ... It don't matter.
