Ah don' care if your
dog is sick m'am. We have speed
limits here in OZ

D_Idaho: Who knows what its like to get a harpoon to the head? The Shadow knows!	JediClone: "WHAT? I didnt pass the test?!?! But I NAILED that Turtle!" "Yes, but perhaps if you *drew* him instead..." "MOTHER!"	AgentQ: "Finally! You're off that god-forsaken island! I haven't seen you my whole life!" "And who are you?" "Gilligan! I'm your son!" "I had a son?" *single tear*
MadSigntist: "Awww, c'mon!!! Somebody help me up!!! Awww, c'mon!!! I wanna at least 'finish' the sack race...c'mon, guys! Help me up!!!!"	JoeCrow: according to these readings you're 300% over the normal body fat for a Norwhale	Reynard_T_Fox: "So, how was school today?" "DADDY!! *runs from room crying*" "The hell?"
Artanas: "Crab?" "How'd you--- oh, shellfish, ah, okay"	BuckFifty: "Fuck off woman, I want to share in the birthing experience." "But sir, um, your nipples don't.." "Oh, just 'cause I'm a man I can't lactate? *squirt* *squirt*"	Jazzsoda: I love this Sliders world where Marty McFly's an ambitious young cop and Biff's his Lieutennant... man, the potential!
Neoknight: "Say, isn't this shot reserved for..." "The vampire cop, and his fatass partner?" "Yeah." "Eh, they let us borrow it."	Reynard_T_Fox: "Freeze, fluorescent light!" "Ted, please, we gotta-" "Yeah, you won't be hummin' that happy little tune once we book your ass!" "Ted." "I said FREEZE!"	Indomitus: "Don't worry, little boy. I'll get you safely back to the set of Silver Spoons..."
Sanagi: Why, no, Joe Bob, ah don't feel that Miyazaki's intended message is that humanity is eternally cursed. Coudja pass me the pretzels?	Jazzsoda: "And the Best Actor trophee goes to... The Blob!" *applause* "Thank you! I'd like to thank-" *screams* "Oh, sorry! I have no directional control! Sorry again!"	Hippie: Ol' Timer began to suspect this friendly town skank might actually be the Sheriff in a clever disguise. Hat was a dead giveaway.
Seltaeb: Suddenly, a giant wave of vanilla sent Virginia to her unfortunate fate. Such is the risks of living on the fault line in the land of Dairy Queen.	Seltaeb: Grandma told us of the days when every Sunday she'd go out to the cemetary, dig out a body and poke at it's groin. Before radio, that's all they had back then.	HanoverF: "Wait a minute, wait a minute, you want me to enter some bizarre vortex in your upstairs bedroom closet, and I get this 6 pack of beer? ....Whats the catch?"

'We the purple'?
What the hell was that?