Deal Prole boy!

amycamus: Meanwhile at SciFi Channel headquarters, employees spend countless hours watching captions roll by on the screengrab monitor...	Agent_Moldy: "Face it, Dad, you're an idiot."	YingYang: Oh, yeah put some hot sauce on that and ride all the way home! Yeah!!
Dairai: Not only did the cream cheese go bad, but it conquered the fridge...	Hippie: This is the only way to race fish, baby...	Generik: Bald eagle... it's what's for dinner! (Tastes a lot like spotted owl, I hear...)
Seltaeb: That was my nickname in high school, portable hotplate...	AgentQ: "I don't know what I like most about the Red Devil. The way it grills steaks, the way it cooks burgers, or the way its enemies meet strange Omenesque deaths."	Generik: You walk out that door, mister, and... you'll NEVER touch these ears again!!
Agent_Moldy: " 'Ey -- dis here's Starfleet turf. You Romulans want we should kick your asses?"	Occupant: And now, here's a tune I'm sure you'll enjoy . . . o/' She's my . . . cherry pie . . .	Cari: "No! It would look much better in *your* living room!" "My wife would kill me! You're a bachelor-you take it!"
Mizz_Adamz: You put your right hand in.. you take your right hand out...	tempfoo: This hammock I bought is a piece of crap!	Generik: "I got his wallet!" "I got his car keys!" "See if he has any dope!"
Quicken: Little Spocky refuses to play with the other little Spocks. Therefore, come milk and cookie time, he gets none.	Thirteener: Yup, I healed the crap out of that guy.	BuckFifty: "Mary, I can't lie to you anymore. I'm not the plumber you fell in love with. I'm a Komodo Dragon, largest of the lizard family and a filthy liar..."

Don't let the door whack ya in the ass on the way out!