Dr. Frylock, while we appreciate your interest in genetic research we cannot just send you a "buttload of organs", regardless of whether or not we need them.
Carl: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Easy off the pedal there, Jeff Gordon. I am keeping the graphics. Meatwad: That's fine. It ain't "2 Wicked" no more. It's the "Hotwad", and we gonna fix this up and make it my work car. Meatwad: Here's the estimate. He told me I may not like what I see, but it's the truth. Check it out. Frylock: 32 grand?! That doesn't sound right. Did he even look at the car? Meatwad: Yeah, I mean over the phone, yeah. He says that it sounded like my hobbit that turns the crank case is depressed and needs therapy. We need get us a new hobbit. They's from the land beyond time. Land beyond time is also gonna hook us up with a unicorn for the radiator. I ain't even gonna tell ya about that haunted air conditioner. Plus, the air filter? That's made of plutonium. That's gonna involve Superman, so...ya know, plus shipping from Krypton. And the cow..jumped over the moon. Frylock: Is this what he told ya or is this..how you heard it? Meatwad: You should read it for yourself. I don't even know anymore. Frylock: Wow. He actually did write all that. What an *******.
MC Pee Pants: Hey, hey, guys, hey man, who's into rap, yo? Demon: We're into speed metal. MC Pee Pants: Hey man, it's cool. Demon: No, it isn't.
Meatwad: Bowel trouble y'all. Stool sample! Soft and loose, soft and loose, ya gotta gimme the juice--the metamuce. Frylock: All right, all right. Whatever. Meatwad: And that goes on..forever.
Carl: This dude back where I worked at the, uh, Styrofoam peanut factory, like he converted the toilet into like a bong, and you just sort of put your face over the seat. It was pretty badass. I went in there, someone had used a Number Two, so I fish it out, load it up. Gotta do something to get through that shift. Later on, when I became an adult, I was thinkin', you know, "That's gross," but, man that bathroom was so awesome in high school.
Meatwad: You oughta get that thing checked out. Every year I get me a physical. Frylock: Oh really? Who's your doctor? Meatwad: Doctor John. Olivia Newton John. I get physical, physical.. on your face boy, on your face.
Carl: He's not a boy anymore. He's a man...cause he just ****d me! Handbanana: You think you could back that up? Carl: Listen to this guy...can back that up.. I got bruises to prove it! Handbanana: No, no. I mean that ass. Back it up.. Carl: You hear what he's sayin' here?!
the picture was from the heimlich part - not the other part Meatwad: one time, when I was at that mall ... this security guard takes me into the bathroom and he says "this is how you DON'T touch people" and I says "WHAT?!" I also like "What's all this to do?" from the movie. I say it a lot. :roll:
Master Shake: Frylock, you would not believe what just happened. A prowler broke in here, and forced your cupcakes in my mouth, and now he says if you don't leave the room and let him use the internet..he'll shoot me. Frylock: Fine. Master Shake: He has a gun, you know. Frylock Well you said he'd shoot you, so I did figure it was a gun. Master Shake: Frylock, I am completely serious her-- (Frylock pulls out second plate of cupcakes) You had MORE cupcakes?!
O: Emory the melons are on fire! *knocks over the grill with his ANGER* E: oh that's great, why don't you burn the ship down!
Oglethorpe: Make him tape his big fat hairy buttcheeks together...you know so he couldn't poop...because that would be funny Ignignokt: That would be boring. And you are a child. Oglethorpe: YOU GET TO DO ALL THE FUN STUFF!
carl dad: open your present there we gotta be at work in an hour little carl: oh boy I hope it's a new mommy!
Carl dad: Yeah, it's not. Open it quick you little creep, we gotta be at work in an hour. Little Carl: What is this daddy....is this carpet? Carl dad: No, that's Berber, that's an industry term. Little Carl: Look daddy it's like a flying magic carpet. I'm flying around in Egypt land! Carl dad: Don't get too attached there, Alladin, because it's about to be magic flying dinner. LIttle Carl: You can't eat carpet, silly daddy. Carl dad: Not like that you can't...ya gotta boil it first. Till the glue gets soft...oh look at the time! Little Carl: But it's Christmas, daddy?! Carl dad: Get your work boots and your respirator, you don't wanna be late. I had to pull alot of strings to get them to hire an 8 year old.
Ignignokt: Using a key to gouge expletives on another's vehicle is a sign of trust, and friendship. Carl: (outside) WHAT IS THIS WHO DID THIS?!?!?!?!?!1
Oglethorpe: What do you know of fire? You prance around like you have laser eyes. You don't! --- 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. Master Shake: What? I'm a little what? :hsugh:
Master Shake: Oh, God. How much longer? Egypt is so boring! It doesn't even exist! You don't hear DMX rap about it! Meatwad: I find that this is highly affiligent and edumacatiamous for my brain. I am smart boy.
Master Shake: I proved a point, okay. I did it, I worked. What're you gonna do? Sell out to the man? Well, I'll be here. Keepin' it real.
frylock: he drank all the coffee and half of those tablets! meatwad : aw shee that boy is gonna poop himself inside out! he'll lift right off the ground! It's gonna be like the hulk just rippin out the back of his pants. --i think i need to watch some more athf, this was all i could think of this morning.
Shake: Man I was pounding them last night! Meatwad: You pounded one. Shake: I pound what I can afford! hahaha
Carl: Hey Fryman. I got this post-it-note that was left on the curb for me. "Thanks for car. M.S." Frylock: Oh man. Carl: Yeah. Frylock: Ah I'm sure it'll be back. Carl: Ya think? That'd be so thoughtful.
Flylock: (cuts of shakes head) Flylock: I am sorry you had to see that metwad! The only way to kill a zombie is to separate the brain from the spine! Shake: I just heard a pop? Did anyone hear that? Flylock: GOD DAMN wikipedia! hahaha
I felt like bumping this. "get your car washed! uh! uh! get yer car washed!!" but as i'm one of the only people on, it will fall into the background yet again. I am totally ok with this.
Ha I love athf Fry: whats up carl? Carl: Nothing, just downloading porn at 56 kb/s Fry: uhhhh Carl: Nahh I'm just kidding........I have cable Or something to that effect, it's been a while since I've seen that episode
