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"Your honor, in view of the defendant's sterling character and overall lusciousness, I recommend that she be put under house-arrest... my house." -Bravo
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Bravo: "Aww, Karl, Momma doesn't love me anymore."
Karl: "Nope, she hates ya. So whattaya wanna do now?" |
"I, The Bearded Man, am the most hideously malformed freak of them all. Look at my beard. Tremble!!" -The Bearded Man
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"Whoop, there it goes... yep, my brain stopped." -Ed
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Sara: "Ed, what's your sock doin' on my floor?!"
Ed: "Sleeping?" |
"Oh, I get it. Yer with the bald people! What'd they offer you-- gum, nylons, tiny radios?" -Bravo
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"Oh, sure, run away. Yer just a buncha baldy bald guys wallowing in yer own balditude." -Bravo
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"I know what yer thinkin'. 'He'll forget all about the jiujitsu chop as soon as his short attention span kicks in and'-- hey, toy cars!" -Bravo
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Karl: "Behold the joy and wonder that is the one-piece jigsaw puzzle!"
Bravo: "Too hard. Nobody can figure that out." |
"Ranger Johnny, bring me the map. You claim this is the Ed-boy's house, but Rolf sees go-go Nazz-girl at the door. No badge for you!" -Rolf
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Ed: "It's a harmonica!"
Rolf: "Not even close, square-peg-in-round-hole Ed boy." |
Bart: "Mom, it's hard for us to leave with you standing there."
Homer: "Push her down, son." |
"Son, when you're involved in a sporting event, it's not whether you win or lose, but how drunk you get." -Homer
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"Are you mad, woman?! You never know when an old calendar will come in handy. Sure, it's not 1985 now, but who knows what tomorrow will bring?" -Homer
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"It's not my fault! The neighbor's dog told me to steal cable!" -Bravo
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