It's been awhile...
 

...but it's about time this bitch got back ta crackin, foo!


"Jam a bastard in it, you crap!" -Mom (Futurama)

"You expect me to pay to ride this filthy machine? Have you the brain-worms?!" -Zim

"Oooh! I feel so deliciously white-trash! Mommy, I want a mullet!" -Stewie

"There's a perfectly reasonable, scientific explanation for this. Perhaps a charge of ionized static electricity angered the tiny pixies that live in that spoon and caused it to float." -Bravo

Peter: "Hey, Chris, whatcha doin'?"

Chris: "Just layin' back in the cut, peepin' at dis here homey. Yo, Pops, lemme ha' some cheddah. Some playa-hatas be throwin' salt in mah game, grillin' me ovah mah gear. And ah needs ta be mackin' style."

Peter: "Well, uh... the important thing is you tried, son."

If you insist

good old Silky I think he is speaking english, its just a form I don't understand :D

Back to the status quo

Nice to see you mate, hope you get a jumbuck in your tuckerbox next time you wander past the black stump

Tallest 1: "...And make them vulnerable to our big... spaceship... gang..."

Tallest 2: "The armada?"

Zim: "And now, I leave you to your..."

GIR: "Moosey fate. Say 'moosey fate'."

Zim: "...your moosey fate."

"I've been piloting ships since before you were born, sad little Earth-monkey!" -Zim

Please sing the doom song now...

Lois: "Women are not objects."

Peter: "Listen to it, kids."

Lois: "Peter!"

Peter: "I didn't say it. Lee Majors did."

Lee Majors: "...What? Women are things."

Johnny Bravo: "Hey, yer Fidel Castro!"

Luke Perry: "Uhhh... no. Luke Perry."

Bravo: "Right. What'd I say?"

Luke: "...Welp, see ya."

Bravo: "No, wait! I'm yer biggest fan. I've modeled my whole life after you and the cast of Baywatch!"

Luke: "Don't you mean Beverly Hills, 90210?"

Bravo: "Oh, Luuuuuke Perry."

Uncle Silky, allow me to sing to you a verse from a Diana Ross song... or is it Barbara Striesand? anyway...

Did you ever know that you're my hero...

that was it, I hope you enjoyed it.

*squints* well... i do what i can.

"Two words: more puppets!" -Almighty Tallest #1

"YAAAAAY!!! We're doomed!!" -GIR

"Cake or Death?"

Lisa, counting guns: "28, 29... there's one missing."

Homer pulls a pistol: "Not Mr. Blasty!" *pets barrel lovingly* "It's okay, boy... you'll be shooting angels in heaven..." *sobs like a bitch*

oh dayummm....me thinks ya fell off the bike once too often :wobble:

lost a goddamn toe the last time...



said it before, i'll say it again: a fat man and little wheels don't go together.

just don't loose yer....uh, well, just don't loose the good stuff, darlin'

done and done, momma.