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Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

Jerusalem posted:

NO! ME BEAR! WANT! BE FREE! UARRRGGHHHH!!!

No, Ben! No!

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Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

MondayHotDog posted:

I believe you were done a favor by our, how shall I say, mafia crime syndicate.

Charlie! Did you tell the mafia they could eliminate the other posters in this thread with savage beatings and attempted murder?

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

CharlieFoxtrot posted:

One squirt and you're south of the border!





Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

Writer Cath posted:

I want... peas.

It's bringing love! Don't let it get away!
Break its legs!

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

A Boring Story posted:

Looks like those clowns in Congress did it again. What a bunch of clowns.

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

Drink-Mix Man posted:

Somebody ought to build a town that works!

Somebody did...



Maybe the desert was just this sand trap.

Oh, and I bet that crazy pyramid was just the pro shop.

And that talking coyote was really just a talking dog.

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

The Dark One posted:

Just squeeze your rage into a bitter little ball, and release it at an appropriate time. Like that day I hit that mod with a whiskey bottle!

Now let's forget our troubles with a big bowl of strawberry ice cream! :)

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

Technogeek posted:

Fishylungs, you're dumb as a mule and twice as ugly. If a strange man offers you a ride, I say take it!

Would you kids like to come with me?

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

Man Alive! posted:

Donuts! I got donuts! I- hey, I know you!



What a terrible waste. :smith:


Hi, I'm poster Moneypenny Dreadful! You might remember me from such AI threads as "Alice's Adventures Through The Windshield Glass" and "The Decapitation of Larry Leadfoot."

Moneypenny Dreadful fucked around with this message at 15:39 on Dec 23, 2013

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

Drink-Mix Man posted:

This one of our many light switches. It functions in both the "on" and "off" mode.

:f5h: "On," "off," "on," "off..."




Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

Drink-Mix Man posted:

Mom, that is really annoying.

Two decades later, I just now realized these two jokes are related. Thanks, thread!

Don't thank me, thank this inanimate carbon rod!

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

Samuel Clemens posted:

The only danger is if they send us to that terrible Planet of the Apes.

Wait a minute. Statue of Liberty... that was our Planet! :aaaaa:

This next song is dedicated to a very special lady. She's 100 years old and weighs over 200...tons. ;)

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

CharlieFoxtrot posted:

Skeesix, is Captain Foxy at Camp Granada? :confused:

Dear Charlie,

I no longer fear Hell, because I've been to Kamp Kwote Thread. Our nature hikes have become grim death marches. Our arts and crafts hut is, in truth, a Dickensian workhouse.

Captain Foxy makes it through the day clinging to his hope that Krusty will come. But I am far more pessimistic.

I am not even sure if this post will reach you, as the normal lines of communication have been cut. So I close by saying, SAVE US! SAVE US NOW!

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

jscolon2.0 posted:

You can't take out the talking pie. He's the heart of the movie!

That back-talking boat sets a bad example.

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

jscolon2.0 posted:

L the losers in her wake, I the income she will make, T is for her tooth-filled mouth, T is for her tooth-filled mouth...

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

Skeesix posted:

Pah! Those sandal-wearing goldfish-tenders?

Then why did I have the bowl, Skeesix?
Why did I have the bowl?

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

Captain Foxy posted:

Scientists have discovered that even monkeys can memorize ten numbers. Are you stupider than a monkey? :smug:

"It was the best of times, it was the...blurst of times" ??!! :mad:

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

Captain Foxy posted:

Son pied sent il beau. French for "Her foot smells lovely."

I love Ste. Capitaine-Renard's! It's run by a group of French Canadian nuns.

They're very nice, except they never let me oot.

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

Man Alive! posted:

Please don't tell anyone how I live.



I live in a single room, above a bowling alley...and below another bowling alley.

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

Man Alive! posted:

Death stalks you at every turn!

That's just the cat. :rolleyes:

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

Drink-Mix Man posted:

I've got a better game, it's called "Whipping Cupcakes."



Jingle! Bells!
Jingle! Bells!

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

BloodDesk UnderHell posted:

Wait a minute! You didn't learn how World War II ended!


...we won! :woop:

Moneypenny Dreadful fucked around with this message at 06:32 on Jan 19, 2014

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

Skeesix posted:

It also says you used the rubber gloves that came with a toilet brush?

And that you once grabbed a dog by the hind legs and pushed it around like a wheelbarrow.

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

Drink-Mix Man posted:

Cool! Even this menu is made of meat! It's an entire chicken pounded flat.

Drugs? Everything is drugs! Banana made of drugs! Monkey made of drugs! Look! All market made of drugs!

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

mrfart posted:

don't deny the world your fat can, IMJack

I think it's ironic that for once mrfart's butt prevented the release of toxic gas...

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

Writer Cath posted:

That sounds like a pretty good movie.

Next up, on Exploitation Theater -
Blacula...
followed by Blackenstein...
and The Blunchblack of Blotre Blame

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

jscolon2.0 posted:

No, you're, ummmm, one of the good-looking ducks that makes fun of the ugly one.

Hey, Maw! Lookit the pointy-haired little girl! :haw:

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

Everything Counts posted:

Back you go, to wait for a woman with less discriminatin' tastes.

What time and how burnt?

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

BloodDesk UnderHell posted:

Eh, I could pull a better quote out of my a...heheheh-hey! Whoa! Wasn't that great, goons? :haw:

If this is anyone else but Steve Allen, you're stealing my bit!

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

IMJack posted:

That and my parents. Lousy beatniks.

We've tried nothin' and we're all out of ideas! :sax: :drum:

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

Drink-Mix Man posted:

That's your problem. You're living up here. You should be living down here, in the impulse zone.

This quote really opened my eyes...I can see that I'm just a passive-aggressive co-culprit.

By nagging you when you post foolish things, I just enable your life script.

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

Classtoise posted:

:mad: Homer.

:( Homer

:sigh: Homer...

That's it that's the one.

Depression, insomnia, motormouth, darting eyes, indecisiveness, decisiveness , bossiness, uncontrollable falling down, geriatric profanity disorder or GPD, and chronic nagging
nagging
nagging
nagging
nagging

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

MondayHotDog posted:

You're talking about a trough. We're not going to eat from a trough. And another thing, it's only 5:15. Why are you in your underwear?

It's 11 o'clock...do you know where your children are?

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

MondayHotDog posted:

Are you sure God doesn't want it to be dead?

I can't take HIS money. I can't print my OWN money. I have to WORK for money. Why don't I just lay down and die? :mad:

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

Jerusalem posted:

I call it no TV and no beer make Homer something something.

What to do with poor Jerusalem? Too crazy for Boys Town, too much of a boy for Crazy Town.

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

CharlieFoxtrot posted:

Red room... red room... over there.

I'm a torso! :)

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

Everything Counts posted:

You're a northern reticulated chipmunk, yes you are, you are so reticulated!

Mr. Smithers! I found another hurt shrew! I think this one has a twisted ankle...

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

IMJack posted:

You don't know anything about genetics, Foxy. It goes boy, girl, boy, girl!

It's a boy!

....and what a boy!! :eyepop:

Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

mrfart posted:

Dad, do you know anything else about women?


Well, they're not quite a mop and not quite a puppet... but man...heh heh...

So to answer your question, I don't know.

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Moneypenny Dreadful
Jan 24, 2008

demon secretary

Captain Foxy posted:

First thing tomorrow morning I'm gonna punch Lenny in the back of the head.

First, you gotta shriek like a woman and keep sobbing until he turns away in disgust. That's when it's time to kick some back.

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