KrangkaDelic

no, not like jetsons dead, i mean, like x-files dead

howard kremer is sherlock facking holmes. outstanding sir

my sensors tell me this soup sucks

love once won comes quick undone, of this we know for certain - that ticking clocks' thick clicking tock drags closed loves' final curtain; but some lucky few seem to make it through (climbing over their fallen brothers), and gaining the hill stand contented and still, and then they do a 69'er, then anal, then she takes a face-finish, then they cuddle.

dont waste the toast, he was merely sleeping. o'burpy lives.

Now it's Jack and Jack, Jill and Jill, Jilljack and Jackjill, or Jack and Jill that went up the hill - thanks, Obamacare.

Gonna get me sumadat clooney D.N.A., then we'll see whos all gregarious.

Say hello to my spittle, friend.

eenie meanie limey mo?

Don't sleep on Kartridge; he was jackin wikipedia entries when you were wiping tears of lost love from your gamecube controller.

o'burpy died just this monday passed.

Some people called me the Space Cowboy, oh sure, and where are those scumfucks now?

I see you found my gravy straw mother, now let me explain.

Rap Dog Daddy presents: "Hell Tremendous" - a real lick spittle grandstand, we guarantee.

Last guy'a call Elvis gay in this hair saloon's wearing blue suede shoes on his hands to help him keep pushin' up them daisies, huh?

Stop! Or my teenwolf will stand by me.

Funny you should ask, I am lonesome tonight, whatsmore mine enemies blossom and spree while I lay leaden in complex and fruitless webs of my own creation; thanks for asking - man I know only as "Elvis".

He wore a charming jumpsuit and paid for my sodas; so less of the barbed comments aimed towards early 70s' Yoda.

grampschnamp!

Sew woe, sewing women! I awake to your sorrow; stitch softly this evening, so to again on the morrow.

Anachronistical cretin! We had lake trout take out before that stake out make out; we had cheese crust pastery puffs after that eat-my-dust, who-can-you-trust, flat-outta-luck, straight-by-the-book, smoke-if-you-must ,crestfallen'n'crushed, mishapen, mistook, designed to destruct, basted, plucked, seasoned, cooked, sex, guns'n'drugs bust. get it right numnutz.

Hells yeah I'm emo, emo like a fox, Emo Philips like a fox, that is.

Techtonic Timmy do that seismic shimmy - long time, audience.

Randy ol' Ringo's tootin' dat herb, eh? - what a mellow chub-machine

I will see to your every second whim, half-master.