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Post by Zerolus on Sept 15, 2010 19:59:47 GMT
Morrigan: "Have a care for where your eyes linger, Alistair." Alistair: "Hm? Oh no, you must be mistaken. I was looking at your nose." Morrigan: "And just what is it about my nose is so captivating?" Alistair: "I was thinking about how it reminds me of your mother's." Morrigan: " I hate you so much." The Stone Prisoner DLC Spoilers: The Warden: "So... you're female? I had no idea. Shale: "I did not think it needed to be said. It has never told me which gender it is." The Warden: "I'm not made of rock." Shale: "And if it was, perhaps its gender would've been more obvious. But whatever gender I was is irrelevent now. I am a golem. I have no gender. It will not become an issue?!" The Warden: "I'm female, too, I think it's great!" Shale: "Ah, yes. Female bonding and all that. Rah. Now, let us go crush something and watch it spew in a fountain of blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes? Shale: "It has become very close with the other Grey Warden." Alistair: "Uh... yes, I suppose I have at that." Shale: "I find this difficult to comprehend. It is whiny and weak and constantly laughing." Alistair: "Then I guess a romance between you and I is completely out of the question?" Shale: "And the attempts at humor. I cannot understand how it is endured." Alistair: "Well, maybe you should ask her why she likes me so much instead of bothering me with it." Shale: "It has a loud mouth. Why its head has not been crushed already is hard to imagine." Alistair: "Or maybe you just happen to figure she likes me a lot more than she likes you." Shale: "Don't be foolish." Alistair: "Yes, I thought so. Just watch your step or I'm totally telling." Shale: "I'm going to stand over here now." Shale: "I have never heard of such a thing called a qunari." Sten: "Then you have not been listening. We did not row to shore last year, we have been about for centuries." Shale: "I have listened. I have done little else, in fact, and yet I do not remember anyone mentioning such a qunari in all my years in the village." Sten: "Relying on humans as a source of education is a fool's errand." Shale: "They are rather ignorant, aren't they? And feeble, at the best of times." Sten: "We have creatures on Par Vollen that are similar. The humans call them 'monkeys.' They are dull, cowardly vermin. They cry out shrilly when threatened and throw their own feces." Shale: "That is an excellent comparison. I wonder if they are related?" Sten: "Possibly."
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Post by Blizz on Sept 20, 2010 23:23:57 GMT
Dende: "Guru sir, I have a question." Guru: "Ask away." Dende: "Just how old are you?" Guru: "I am this many." Dende: "........You didn't raise anything." Guru: "THAT'S HOW OLD I AAAAAAAAAAAM."
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Post by The Shad on Oct 3, 2010 19:24:30 GMT
Brock: *crushes guard's groin* Where's the wedding be held? Talk!
Guard: Go ahead! The pain will be nothing compared to what the master will do to me if I betray him!
Brock: *squeezes harder*
Guard: This is still nothing compared to what the master...
Brock: *shocked*
Guard: What?
Brock: ...Nothin'.
Guard: No, what?
Brock: I, uh... I don't- I don't know how to tell you this but I... feel a, uh... a lump.
Guard: Are you serious?
Brock: Yeah... I'm so sorry, man.
Guard: Oh. Oh god. Ooooh god.
Brock: Yeah, I just feel awful...
Guard: How do you think I feel?
Brock: Yeah, yeah, maybe uh... we should uh...
Guard: I... I must go to my wife.
Brock: Yeah, yeah. You should do that.
Dr. Venture: *points in the opposite direction*
Brock: Hey, uh, I know it's a bad time to ask and all but...
Guard: The wedding. Yeah. Yeah, fine. I don't care anymore. It's in the observatory, on a flight up, through this door.
Hank: *wedgies guard*
Dr. Venture & Brock: HANK!!
Hank: Well I didn't get to do anything!!
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Post by Beeth on Oct 6, 2010 17:20:06 GMT
Adam Buxton: So Joe, film news! Joe Cornish: Yah! Well, this week's big hit in Japan is an animated cartoon for kids, it's based on a hugely popular manga and a hugely popular animated TV series, called: "My-tan-te-co-nan!" [sic] Adam: My-tan-te-co-nan? You keep yo' hands off my-tan-te-co-nan! Joe: I like your tan-te-co-nan! Adam: D'ya want a look at my-tan-te-co-nan? Joe: Noooo! Adam: Go on!
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Post by madhair60 on Oct 6, 2010 22:09:57 GMT
Adam and Joe Go Tokyo. I was just talking about that today. The cosplay sequence is incredible.
"A plastic bag, containing two leaflets."
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Post by Blizz on Oct 7, 2010 15:24:19 GMT
Krillin: "Huh. That's odd. I don't feel anything anymore. Wonder if we lost him-" Vegeta: "I am here for it." Krillin: "For what?" Vegeta: "Dragon...Ball. I...need....that Dragon Ball. Give it to me. One you took! I need my wish!" Krillin: "Are....you OK?" Nappa: "I think your rage broke, Vegeta." Vegeta: "SHUT UP, GHOST OF NAPPA!" Krillin: "What was that?" Vegeta: "I'm not crazy! YOU'RE crazy! Especially you, Nappa!" Nappa: "Eyyy!" Krillin: "Who are you talking t-" Vegeta: "Dragon Ball! Hand, now, please!" Krillin: "Um....I don't....really...have it." Vegeta: *blood vessel bursts in one eye* "No." Krillin: "What?" Vegeta: "No!" Krillin: "Uhhh...." Vegeta: "No...." *snaps back to normal* "What? Where am I? How did you get here? ...Where's Nappa?" Krillin: "Didn't you kill him?" Vegeta: "Yes! Of course I did! He's dead. Forever." Krillin: "So, uh...." Vegeta: "Where's that immense power coming from?" Krillin: "Oh-that's-probably-Gohan-over-on-the-mountain-where-the-creator-of-the-Dragon-Balls-is-you-know-the-guy-who-can-unlock-your-potential-by-putting-his-hand-on-top-of-your-head-Oh God, I can NOT shut up when I'm scared."
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Post by The Shad on Oct 7, 2010 16:09:00 GMT
Is time for Ivan Chesnokov.
WHAT IN [censored] IS DONE TO THIS POOR RIFLE? STUPID HICK AMERICAN WITH TEN GALLON HAT AND GIANT PICKUP TRUCK LOOKS AT PERFECTLY FINE SIMONOV KARBIN AND SAYS "NO, RIFLE NEED MORE DUMB [censored] ON IT"?
WHAT IS REASON FOR PISTOL GRIP? IF YOU NEED TO FIRE FROM HIP IN EMERGENCY, NOW HAND IS TWISTED INTO PAINFUL ANGLE AND YOU MISS EVERY ENEMY! LOOK AT WRONG ANGLE OF BAYONET! LOOK AT CHEAP PLASTIC MAGAZINE THAT FEEDS CARTRIDGE LIKE CONSTANTLY JAMMING PEZ CANDY BOX! WHERE DID CLEANING STICK GO?
I HEAR OF 922 LAW IN AMERICA. ADDING PISTOL GRIP TO WEAPON MEANS YOU CHANGE OTHER PARTS. WHAT ELSE YOU [censored]? YOU PUT NEW BOLT EDIFICE? HOW ABOUT BAD FIT RECEIVER COVER FOR CHEAP SCOPE TO SHOW OFF AT HICK PARTY AND NEVER HIT LARGEST SIDE OF BARN?
SURE, IS ONLY YUGOSLAV COPY TYPE BUT IS STILL PROUD DESIGN OF SERGEI SIMONOV. THIS IS LIKE SENDING HIM BIRTHDAY CARD WITH SEVERED OFF THUMB OF DAUGHTER IN ENVELOPE. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY SERGEI! I PISS ON ALL YOU CREATE!" LARGE MOUND FORMS OVER SIMONOV'S GRAVE BY CONSTANT TUMBLING OF HIS ANGRY CORPSE. IS FAULT OF PEOPLE LIKE YOU.
RIFLE WAS FINE BEFORE YOU [censored] IT. NOW IS TRASH. MAYBE YOU CHECK IN GARAGE AND ORIGINAL BOLT EDIFICE AND WOOD ARE STILL THERE. MAYBE IS NOT TOO LATE TO KEEP RIFLE SOMETHING NOT SHAMEFUL TO TAKE TO FIRING RANGE. TAKE [censored] OF GOAT AWAY AND COULD STILL BE GOOD WEAPON.
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I THINK MAYBE THIS GUY IS, HOW DO YOU SAY, "NEW RUSSIAN"? HE RIDES AROUND IN BIG BLACK MERCEDES WITH FATHER DRIVING WHO IS WEALTHY FROM FRAUD OF OIL. HE IS "UNDER BANNING AGE" AND NEVER LIVED A DAY OF LIFE BEFORE ILLEGAL SCHISM OF SOVIET UNION.
EVERYTHING HANDED WITH NO EFFORT TO HIS GENERATION! IN RED ARMY WE WORK FOR MAYBE ONE PROMOTION OR TWO IF WE HAVE GOOD DIRT ON COMMANDING OFFICER. THIS GUY HE LEARNS RUSSIAN IN SCHOOL AND LAST PERSON IN FAMILY TO SEE GREAT MOUNTAINS OF MOTHERLAND WAS GREAT GRANDFATHER DEFECTOR BACK IN FIRST WORLD WAR.
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Post by Zerolus on Oct 8, 2010 23:56:35 GMT
Mordin: "Flammable! Or, inflammable! Forget which! Doesn't matter!"
Shepard: "Have got a moment to talk?" Mordin: "Later. Think I've cured Joker's condition, only need to-- No, no, no, would cause liver failure. Never mind. Start from scratch."
Mordin: "Later. Trying to find out how scale itch got onto Normandy. Sexually transmitted disease only carried by varren. [Inhale] Implications unpleasant."
Mordin: "Later. About to test new bio-weapon. Not on us of course. Didn't think I'd have to specify, but Joker got nervous."
Mordin: "Having trouble concentrating between your interruptions and EDI's insistence that insane experiments will endanger the crew."
Uvenk: "It will not last! You have gone against many traditions which make us strong!" Wrex: "... [Headbutts Uvenk] Speak when spoken to, Uvenk. I'll drag your clan to glory wether it likes it or not."
Zaeed: "You smoke, Shepard? Don't. That stuff will kill ya. Knew this kid once who did. Was about half your age. Smoked too close to pack of explosives once, bust a gut, and blew himself sky-high."
Kasmui: "Joker and EDI are like an old, married couple. I keep half-expecting to walk in on them bickering about the temperature in the cockpit."
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Post by Beeth on Oct 17, 2010 21:59:52 GMT
Dean: Now, my VIP visitor tonight is a towering figure in the world of sci-fi cinema for the home video market. Please give a warm, intergalactic welcome to Mr Glynn Nimron! *applause* Dean: Great to see you Glynn. Glynn: Thank you very much Dean, and thank you for your wonderful introduciton. Although we in the business never use the term "sci-fi". It's "SF". Dean: SF? Glynn: That's right. SF. For Scientifical Fictions! Dean: Right. Not sci-fi. Glynn: Never sci-fi. Monford Grady, my good friend and producer, he despised the term sci-fi.
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Post by Zerolus on Oct 17, 2010 23:51:03 GMT
Anders: [Inhale] "Ahh, you smell that? That is the smell of freedom!" The Warden: "That's just someone baking a pie."
Anders: [Sighs] "All I want is a pretty girl, a decent meal and the right to shoot lightning at fools!" The Warden: "Pretty girl. Right here." Anders: "Hm! Maybe I'm one step closer to the dream then I imagined."
Anders: "Andraste's Knicker-Weasels!"
Anders: "Actually, when I think about it, there is one thing I missed about the Tower; my cat." The Warden: "You had cat?" Anders: "Well, he wasn't mine. He was a stray tabby that just found itself in the Tower and decided to stay. But I was about the only one whoever noticed him. There were days when the only person I saw was that stupid cat. Except for him not being a person. Still, I liked him. Poor Mr. Wiggums." The Warden: "Why, 'poor Mr. Wiggums?' " Anders: "He got possessed by a Rage Demon. They had to put him down. Still, he managed to take out three Templars before they got him! A toast to Mr. Wiggums, then! May he forever eat mice in the Fade!"
Anders: "Why do spirits seek out mages? I've always wondered." Justice: "Ah, you speak of demons. I am no demon." Anders: "Aren't demons just spirits with unique and sparkling personalities?" Justice: "They have been perverted by their desires." Anders: "But what do they want from mages?" Justice: "Perhaps they want the same as I: Silence."
Sigrun: "The darkspawn are violent by their very nature; for them to tear each other apart isn't unheard of. But for there to be two organized factions... It worries me. I'm not sure I like the sound of either this 'Architect' or 'Mother.' " The Warden: "I've, err... met... the Architect." Sigrun: "You've met him? What's meeting with a darkspawn like? 'Hello, I'm a darkspawn. Would you like some tea?' "
Oghren: "Hey, Commander. We need to talk." The Warden: "Of course." Oghren: "Dreams. Weird ones. You get them too, right? This is a Grey Warden thing, right? Why didn't anyone ever tell me?!" The Warden: "At least this isn't a Blight; You hear the Archdemon." Oghren: "Can't imagine he has anything interesting to say... Anyway, in my dream, I saw one of those bloated, vomiting, gut-smearing Broodmothers, and it had Hespith's face. Uh, you remember Hespith, doncha? And, anyway, Branka crept up to Hespith, and whispered in her ear 'It's time,' and Hespith screamed and a thousand darkspawn all burst from her!" The Warden: "Eww." Oghren: "Then they surrounded me, and started asking me if I would like lemon in my tea and could I please teach them read and write... and one of them just kept repeating 'Where's the baby?!' and uh... That's when I woke up." The Warden: "... Uh. That's not a Grey Warden dream." Oghren: "Huh. Come to think of it I've had other stange dreams, but usually just lot of whispering. Nowhere near as scary."
Carroll: "You! You're not looking to get across to the Tower, are you? Because I have strict orders not to let anyone pass!" The Warden: "I am a Grey Warden and I seek the assistance of the mages." Carroll: "Oh? You're a Grey Warden, are you? Prove it." The Warden: "I have these documents here..." Carroll: Yes! A Grey Warden seal! Ah-ha! So you're claiming to be one of those? You know, I have some documents too. They say I'm the queen of Antiva. What do you think of that?" The Warden: "Not much. You're obviously a Templar." Carroll: "And if you can't prove who you say you are, I'm not letting you in. Anyway, it was nice chatting with you. Now, on your way, right now, go." The Warden: "Can't we work something out?" Carroll: "Hmm... I don't know... Y'know, I am feeling a little peckish though." The Warden: "You want me to feed you?" Sten: "Parshaara! Here! Munch on these if you like!" [Gives Carroll a bag of cookies] Carroll: "Hoh! Cookies!" Sten: "I am content to part with them if it saves us from this fool." The Warden: "Where'd you get those?" Sten: "There was a child - a fat slovenly thing - in the last village we passed. I relieved him of these confections. He didn't need more." The Warden: "You stole cookies from a child?" Sten: "For his own good." Carroll: "Mmm! Yummy! You scratch my back, I'll scratch yours. We can go across now, if you'd like."
Gregoir: "Who are you? I explicitly told Carroll not to let anyone across the lake!" Shale: "Did it also tell it not to go insane? Because I don't think it listened to that part."
The Warden: "Why do you keep calling me 'it'?" Shale: "Entrenched sense of perversity. The last man who owned that control rod was a pathetic little mage who had this frequent habit of calling me 'golem.' 'Golem! Go fetch me that chair!', 'Do be a good golem and go squash that insipid bandit!' and let's not forget 'Golem! Pick me up! I tire of walking.' [Groans]" The Warden: "I'm led to believe you killed him." Shale: "Did I? That would certainly explain a lot. Like why he left me standing here for thirty years. I assummed the rotten [censored] ran off and left me here to rot! Now that I think of it, I hope I did kill him. Perhaps the last words to come from his mouth were 'Golem! Stop crushing my head!' Ha!" The Warden: "I noticed you aren't calling him 'it.' " Shale: "Yes. I'm just funny that way."
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Post by The Tikal who had no Toes on Oct 18, 2010 18:49:37 GMT
"I'm Stuart Baggs. Everything I touch turns to sold."
Oh Apprentice, how I've missed you.
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Post by Blizz on Nov 14, 2010 14:55:37 GMT
Tea: "Where the mothercrap is this?" Crump: "Welcome, Tea Gardener, to Penguinopolis, home of the mighty Penguin Empire! Isn't it beautiful? Nothing but penguins as far as the eye can see. Crump's the name and penguins are my game! Second member of Team 4Kids and head of programming! You remember Viva Pinata? That was me!" Tea: "You're insane!" Crump: "You just don't understand the beauty of the penguin! They're so aerodynamically perfect! Can't you see it? The shape, the smell.... *slobbering noises* The TASTE of penguins.... Penguins! PENGUINS!" Tea: "...Are you finished?" Crump: "Penguins." Tea: "Stop saying penguins!" Crump: "I can't help it. I LOVE penguins." Tea: "Ewwwwww!" Crump: "Platonically." Tea: "Oh." Crump: "And physically." Tea: "Eww!" Crump: "But I love the thought of having my own body even more. And so, Tea Gardener, age 16, sneaker size 6, bra size F, I challenge you to a children's card game!" Tea: "Wait, how did you get all that information about me?" Crump: "The penguins told me." Tea: "How the hell do the penguins know my bra size?!" Crump: "The penguins know everything!" Tea: "Listen you creepy old man....penguin.....thing, I'm not going to duel you and that's final!" Crump: "Friendship SUCKS." Tea: "Oh, it is on in a matter similar to that of Donkey Kong!"
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Post by Baron Canier on Nov 15, 2010 13:42:57 GMT
"In many ways, the work of a critic is easy. We risk very little, yet enjoy a position of power over those who offer up their work and their selves to our judgement. We thrive on negative criticism, which is fun to write and to read. But the bitter truth we critics must face is that, in the grand scheme of things, the average piece of junk is probably more meaningful than our criticism designating it so. But there are times when a critic truly risks something, and that is in the discovery and defense of The New. The world is often unkind to new talents, new creations. The New needs friends. Last night, I experienced something new; an extraordinary meal from a singularly unexpected source. To say that both the meal and its maker have challenged my preconceptions about fine cooking is a gross understatement. They have rocked me to my core. In the past, I have made no secret of my disdain for Chef Gusteau's famous motto, "Anyone can cook". But only now do I truly understand what he meant. Not everyone can become a great artist, but a great artist can come from anywhere."
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Post by Devo DrakeFox on Nov 16, 2010 12:00:10 GMT
That is a great speech.
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Post by The Shad on Nov 21, 2010 19:04:49 GMT
Daryl: You ever see, like, a star comin' outta those question mark-y boxes, you better grab hold of it. Cos it is like pure, uncut cocaine for about fifteen seconds. I swear. I'd kill for one of those. I'd kill you for one of those. Do you have one? DO YOU HAVE ONE?! COS I SWEAR, IF YOU'RE HOLDING OUT ON ME-!
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Post by The Tikal who had no Toes on Nov 23, 2010 14:02:12 GMT
Now we sing dis stupid song Sing it as we run along Why we sing dis, we don't know We can't make der words rhyme prop'ly
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Post by Blizz on Nov 26, 2010 0:57:52 GMT
Eggman: "Twenty three, twenty four, twenty five.... Bah! Not nearly enough aliens!" Orbot: "Want us to get more?" Eggman: "No, I want you to get me a cheeseburger and a shake." Cubot: "That'll be easier! Cheeseburgers don't run as fast as them li'l alien varmints!" Eggman: "Idiot. Get me more ALIENS!" *the robots float off muttering* Cubot: "Y'all want fries with that?" *SPANG!* "Ow! I reckon that hurt a bit.... Wait a minute, I need to go over yonder! Sorry." Eggman: "Hmmm.... Precious little aliens! I'll harness their Hyper-go-on power, and then nothing will stop me! I know, I say that every time, but this time, really, NOTHING will stop me!" Orbot: "Uh....Boss?" Eggman: "Sonic?!" Sonic: "Who are you callin' 'nothin''?" Cubot: "....Huh?" Orbot: "He means since the boss said 'nothing will stop me' and Sonic here is going to stop him, it's like the boss was calling Sonic 'nothing.'" Sonic: "Great! I thought nobody would get that!" Eggman: "Fine! You're so smart, robot, you take care of this mess! Release the big boy! At least I know HE won't screw it up. Hasta la bye-bye, suckers!" Sonic: "Guess it's time for me to start stopping!" *jumps off Cubot's head and starts fighting the ferris wheel robot* Cubot: ".........I git it!"
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Post by Devo DrakeFox on Nov 26, 2010 20:41:02 GMT
Wow. Sega have actually made a decent script, for once.
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Post by Zerolus on Dec 2, 2010 21:38:21 GMT
Fable III Gnomes
" 'Scuse me, do you have the time? To get stuffed?!"
"Aww~~~~~~~~, I love doggies! I love throwing them in a sack into a river!"
Gnome: "Your mother!" Brian: "Shut up! I told you never to mention her!"
"Aww, look. He's wagging his tail. He must be thinking about eating crap!"
"I think your weapon might be bent. No, wait, that's you!"
"Are you lost? Can I help you starve and die?!"
"I can help you find what you're looking for. Step one: Pull your head out of your arse!"
"You should go somewhere nice and peaceful. Like a cemetery!"
"Must be nice to be able to lick your own privates... But doesn't that embarrass your dog?"
[To Male Hero] "Look at that strong jaw... Those flexing muscles... You are one weird-looking lady!"
[To Female Hero] "Are you lost, milady? I can direct you to the nearest kitchen."
"Hey, doggie! Play dead! ~~~And never mind the 'playing' part!"
"I like to think about puppies. About slowly, slowly, crushing them."
"If it were up to me, people wouldn't get sick. They'd just die! Starting with you!"
"I said it before and I'll say it again; I hate you!"
"My favourite things are music, sunshine and love! ... And pain."
"I sensed your presence before you even arrived... WHAT DID YOU EAT?!"
"Winter's my favourite season, I love the snow. And that's when most people die!"
"Those are nice shoes... But don't you think your gran's feet a cold without them!?"
Brian: "Now I know you've all been very... sick... lately, but I promise I'm going to make it all better!" Gnome: "You're a [censored]!"
"I'd like to get know someone like you... And then drown them."
"If I had a friend like you, I'd tell them secrets. Like I'm going to set you on fire."
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Post by The Shad on Dec 10, 2010 23:05:59 GMT
Slappy: Skippy, what's the name of that group playing on stage? Skippy: Who. Slappy: The name of the group. Skippy: Who. Slappy: The group on stage. Skippy: Who. Slappy: The group playing on stage! Skippy: Who! Slappy: You're starting to sound like an owl, Skippy. Skippy: Who is on stage! Slappy: That's what I'm asking you. Who is on stage? Skippy: That's what I said! Slappy: You said who? Skippy: I sure did! Slappy: So tell me the name Skippy: Who. Slappy: The name of the group Skippy: Who. Slappy: The group on stage. Skippy: Who! Slappy: The name of the band on stage. Skippy: Who! Slappy: You're doing that owl thing again, Skippy! Skippy: I'm not, Aunt Slappy! I'm telling you Who's on stage! Slappy: So tell me. Skippy: Who. Slappy: The name of the group. Skippy: Who. Slappy: The group on stage. Skippy: Who! Slappy: That's what I'm asking you! Skippy: And I'm telling you the answer! Slappy: Wait, Skippy, let's start over. Is there a band on stage? Skippy: Yes. Slappy: Does that band have a name? Skippy: Yes. Slappy: Do you know the name of the band? Skippy: Yes! Slappy: So tell me the name of the band on stage. Skippy: Who. Slappy: The name of the band. Skippy: Who. Slappy: The band on stage! Skippy: Who! Slappy: The band playing on stage! Skippy: Who! Slappy: That's what I wanna know! Skippy: I'm telling you! Slappy: Who is on stage? Skippy: Yes. Slappy: Who is? Skippy: Yes. Slappy: Oh, so the name of the band is Yes. Skippy: No Aunt Slappy, Yes isn't even at this concert! Slappy: Then who is on stage? Skippy: Yes! Slappy: Who is? Skippy: Yes! Slappy: That's what I just said, Yes is on stage. Skippy: No, Yes is not here, Who is on stage! Slappy: What are you asking me for? Skippy: I'm not! Slappy: Wait. Let's try this again! Do you see the band on stage? Skippy: No I don't see The Band, that's a different group entirely! Slappy: On stage, Skippy! Look, see the band? Skippy: No I don't! Slappy: Get rid of those John Lennon glasses and look! There! There's the band! Skippy: No, that's not The Band. The Band is performing later on! Who is on stage! Slappy: You tell me. Skippy: Who! Slappy: The name of the group on stage! Skippy: Who! Slappy: The name of the group! Skippy: Who! Slappy: The group on stage! Skippy: Who! Slappy: THE BAND! Skippy: No, The Band is performing later. Right now we're listening to Who! Slappy: That's what I wanna know!
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Post by Blizz on Dec 11, 2010 1:15:31 GMT
Eggman: "Hoooo ho ho! Soon the mind control weapon will be full of energy I've siphoned from the aliens, and Sonic's world will be the centre of my interplanetary theme park!" Cubot: "Y'all reckon ya'll be able to git yerself 'nuff o' that energy to take over the whole dang planet?" Eggman: "Yes, 'ah reckon ah will'. WHERE IS YOUR NEW VOICE CHIP?!" Orbot: "Got it right here, sir! Just need to install it." *begins fiddling with Cubot's circuitry* "The think bone's connected to the talk bone, the talk bone's connected to the mouth bone.... There, good as new!" Eggman: "Finally. I don't think anything could have been more annoying than that cowboy chatter." Cubot: "Yarr! Feelin' ship shape with me new voice chip, I am! Ah, beggin' your pardon, squire, but me an' me matey are gonna sail off and search for that lubber, Sonic! Arr!" *rushes off* Orbot: "I think that's the wrong chip." Eggman: "Really? Are you sure he doesn't normally speak in pirate?" Orbot: "On the bright side, he's much more exotic now." Eggman: "Just go find him and FIX THAT CHIP!" Orbot: *flies out in a panic* Eggman: "Shortly, I will have no need for those idiots. In just a few hours, Sonic's world will be under MY control. When it is, it will be the crown jewel of my amusement park; The GREATEST amusement park in the universe! HOOOO HO HO-" *CRACK!* "OH! I think I gloated so hard I pulled a muscle..."
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Post by Devo DrakeFox on Dec 11, 2010 8:20:49 GMT
Eggman: "Hoooo ho ho! Soon the mind control weapon will be full of energy I've siphoned from the aliens, and Sonic's world will be the centre of my interplanetary theme park!" Cubot: "Y'all reckon ya'll be able to git yerself 'nuff o' that energy to take over the whole dang planet?" Eggman: "Yes, 'ah reckon ah will'. WHERE IS YOUR NEW VOICE CHIP?!" Orbot: "Got it right here, sir! Just need to install it." *begins fiddling with Cubot's circuitry* " The think bone's connected to the talk bone, the talk bone's connected to the mouth bone.... There, good as new!" Eggman: "Finally. I don't think anything could have been more annoying than that cowboy chatter." Cubot: "Yarr! Feelin' ship shape with me new voice chip, I am! Ah, beggin' your pardon, squire, but me an' me matey are gonna sail off and search for that lubber, Sonic! Arr!" *rushes off* Orbot: "I think that's the wrong chip." Eggman: "Really? Are you sure he doesn't normally speak in pirate?" Orbot: "On the bright side, he's much more exotic now." Eggman: "Just go find him and FIX THAT CHIP!" Orbot: *flies out in a panic* Eggman: "Shortly, I will have no need for those idiots. In just a few hours, Sonic's world will be under MY control. When it is, it will be the crown jewel of my amusement park; The GREATEST amusement park in the universe! HOOOO HO HO-" *CRACK!* "OH! I think I gloated so hard I pulled a muscle..." Is this really the new game's dialogue? God damn, I wish I had a Wii now so I could play this game! X( Eggman: This time, Sonic will be- *phone rings* Who could that be? Hello? Robotnik: You wrrretched rrrapscallion! You are nothing but a mockery of a supervillain, Eggman! I, Doctor Ivo Rrrobotnik, demand that you start taking your plans more seriously! Choosing robots from a slot machine!? Teaming up with the hedgehog!?Eggman: Right... *hangs up* Robotnik: For shame on... he hung up! Oh well, back to work. Be careful with those, ninkembots! Those are important parts to my bouncing rrraccoon cannon! We have to hitch it up to the ocean to stop Sonic once and for all! Scratch: Yes, Your Maliciousness. Grounder: This plan makes so much sense! ;D
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Post by Blizz on Dec 15, 2010 19:50:21 GMT
"I also want to make an announcement: that I am pro-tit all the way, okay? President Leary: pro-tit all the way. I love tits. I would like to be the mayor of tit town, if I could, okay? I would like to drive a big truck full of tits down the tit turnpike, right into the middle of tit town. I'd like to have my own talk show about tits: Tit Talk, okay? That's how passionate I am about the tits. I love 'em all. But I think I actually love the small tits better than the big tits, because the big tits get all the attention. I love those little small, little [censored]in' peach- and plum-shaped little hand-sized tits . they're great! I love to look at 'em, 'How you doing?' Talk to 'em, 'What's going on? Look at me! I got my face next to a tit!' Men are mollified by tits. We don't know why, we just are. We don't even have to see naked tits to get mollified. We just freeze up, even at the sight of cleavage. Waitress leans over the table the wrong way? OH! That's how we can end war: get the Goodyear Blimp, paint it up like a big tit, put a nipple on it. Fly over the Middle East during a confrontation...'Look at the tit! Look at the tit! The tit!!'" - Dennis Leary
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Post by Devo DrakeFox on Dec 15, 2010 22:21:34 GMT
"You know who isn't human? You know who isn't human? PEOPLE LIKE YOU!!!" - Lucy from Elfen Lied, just before she kills those horrible bullies
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Post by Zerolus on Dec 16, 2010 22:42:43 GMT
Vegeta: *Searches for Dragon Ball underwater* God, I love it when a plan comes together. Took some time, effort and lots of bodies, but now it's mine. Immortality is my [censored]. Now, it should be right here... Right here... Where the hell is it? ...Couldn't have gone anywhere... Alright, I'm going to close my eyes, and when I open them up, it's going to be right here it's not here. ...Why isn't here?! I don't get it! Who could of-?! The kid! But... How could he have found it?! He would- Wait. A watch!? That watch was no watch at all! It was some kind of... Dragon Ball locater! Which means... Which means...! *Ghost Nappa appears* Ghost Nappa: "He took the Dragon Ball!" Vegeta: *Bursts from the water, flies at 180mph and roars at top of lungs*
*Thounsands of miles away* Vegeta: "-RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH- Gohan: "Kr-Krillin? Do you hear that?" Krillin: "I feel that."
*Freeza's Spaceship* Vegeta: -RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH-" Freeza: "What the devil is that noise...?"
*Goku's Ship, In Space* Goku: "Ah, time for a delicious sports drink- Huh?" Vegeta: "-RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH-" Goku: "...What the heck is that?"
*Otherworld Check-In Station* King Yemma: "Purgatory... Hell..." Vegeta: "-RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH-" King Yemma: "...Denise? Denise, do you hear that? ...Oh, God, is that my wife!? LEAVE ME ALONE! YOU ALREADY TOOK THE KIDS, WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT?!"
*Twenty Years in the Future* Trunks: "Alright, mom. Once that time machine is done, I can go back into the past, to save Goku and my father-" Vegeta: -RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH-" Trunks: "...Daddy?"
*Arriving at the Great Elder's place* Gohan: "Hey, Krillin!" Krillin: "That's it! We're gonna make it! We're finally gonna- *Senses Vegeta* -die. We are going to die." Gohan: "Krillin... What is that?" Krillin: "Pure rage, Gohan. Pure rage."
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