I love the image of coming out of the theater thinking what a nice time you had and then suddenly being literally paralyzed as your brain says, "Okay, no moving. Stand still because I got a laundry list of fucking complaints."

**Nods and smiles, admiring Jay See's style and panache.**

Correcting people's grammar and Simpson's quotes aren't the keys to popularity?

SWEEP THE LEG!

Come on everybody! Stare intently at the canvas!! Nod solemnly and say "hm" liked you're noticing a subtle influence of Matisse! Awwww yeah!

I used to understand fine art. Then they ruled on what fine art was. Now what I understand isn't fine art, and what is seems weird and scary to me. And it'll be ruled on to you, too!

It's going to be modeled on the Balrog.

"Star Treeeeek,
Let's go on a Star Trek,
Star TREEEEEK!
Star Trek, Star Treeeeek."

"Hey someone left this note on the door of our meth lab. It says, 'Die.'"
"Weird. I heard those gang-bangers got a similar note a few weeks ago."
"Anything happen?"
"No, just the note."

"You EMBARRASSED ME!!! In front of LEELOO DALLAS MULTI-PASS!!"

"Aw man, they shot The Ironic Guffaw & Eye-Roller!"

Thus explaining the mask… at least I hope that's why - that she didn't want to catch scurvy or blight or whatever it is these lowlifes are carriers of.

"So, I guess that about wraps up the tour, welcome to the team, um… oh wait! I forgot! In here is the soundproof scream-room/vomitorium. It also has scalding hot showers and brillo pads. You're going to want to sign up for a time early though, it fills up fast."

Running With The Shadows of the Night would actually be a pretty kick-ass title

"100% Pure" is the registered name for their emulsified pet carcass mixture.

MarkoP!! I've come from the future, assigned to protect you! You've been targeted for flagging!

You know, the guy from the World of Warcraft clip that was so popular a few years ago.

Not really related: Went and saw the new Star Trek and when the credits started and "In Loving Memory of Leonard Nimoy" came on screen someone a couple seats down said, "Who's that?"

It was years before I realized "Mr. Popeil" wasn't really the B-52's

That's why he stopped reading "Ziggy."