What if you haven't got one?

I've got this!  Translated, that would be:

I'm not much more than an interpreter, but the teacher is probably referencing the Patent Act of 1623.

Sirs, I get to be in it as a fastidious yet friendly sidekick. I have an artoo unit friend who would like to be in it as well. He says he'd like to be considered for the part of Smee.

"Anyway, hopefully The Real World will continue to thrive well into the future, when they can stage a season half-loaded with androids, as well as a sheltered Midwestern girl whose blithe ignorance won't allow her to get into the plasma tub (or whatever) with them, because she's deathly afraid of catching 'android…

Sirs, Dino Martini is correct. As, I suppose, Roark would be if he'd get off his lazy ass and do the math.

I could've figured their language out.

Sir, I'm not much more than an interpreter and not very good at telling stories, but if you don't want to be single on your 320943290th Valentine's Day, first you've got to learn to love *yourself.* Don't worry about finding "the one" and concentrate on YOU for a change. If you do this, really invest some time in…

Sirs, I think if copyright holders actually gave a shit about AVClub posters, my ass would've gotten the shit sued out of it by now.

I'm not entirely sure, sir, but I think Mesotheleona Helmsley is referring to her astonishingly ample breasts.

Sirs, didn't Clint Eastwood form the basis for the Roland character in the first place?

Wait, what?

"Boy, I remember the good old days when gimmick posters were broad concepts, e.g. your Cave Commentors , Hulk Hogans and your Elegant Victorian Ladies, but they actually said funny things. "

But sir, it would take more than thirty-three billion years to watch it 34,847,947,436,843,634 times! One would think you would've evolved beyond watching it at that point.

I'm not much more than an interpreter, and not very good at telling stories.

Sir, are you looking for this?

Pardon me for saying so, sir, but I am familiar with over 1,000,000 forms of communication and this form sucks donkey cock.

Oh dear, I thought it *was* pronounced 'nee-chee.'

I believe, sir, that it's a reference to a television program called "Star Trek: The Next Generation." Some person named Picard is required to count lights or some such thing.

I'm familiar with 1,000,000 forms of communication, but I still have problems figuring out what in hell Horsefellow is talking about. I like him though.