Be…sure…to…drink…your…Ovaltine.
Be…sure…to…drink…your…Ovaltine.
Ha, as if anyone would every refer to me as "sir"!
I am, but I've been repeatedly asked to leave.
I can never not read "AT-AT" in the voice of Colonel Gentleman, and it makes me happy every time.
There's a decent chance I'll now be buying that book for everyone on my christmas list.
Hey, what kind of slash fiction would it be if it weren't indecent?
And yet not once have you posted a link to my AV Club slash fiction, despite my repeated e-mails! How do you explain that?
I bet you say that to all the boys.
I haven't got a single high five since I got here. Could you give me a few under the table?
Would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?
What about lacrosse? It's like jai alai for white people.
Will it be in-character, as it were?
I wouldn't be part of any AV Club that would have me as a member.
In episode 2F09, when Itchy plays Scratchy's skeleton like a xylophone, he strikes that same rib twice in succession yet he produces two clearly different tones. I mean, what are we, to believe that this is some sort of a, a magic xylophone or something? Boy, I really hope somebody got fired for that blunder.
It can be two things!
One time in undergrad, while hanging with a group of friends, a person who had grown up in Wisconsin suddenly blurted out "wait, do you guys not say 'dray-gon'?"
For the record, my upvote is one of the "Christ Jesus what an unbelievable asshole" variety.
I've tried, but apparently that behavior is "not welcome in Fuddrucker's."
To be fair, the use of the term "duck tape" actually precedes "duct tape", even though it has since been trademarked. The original tape was made from duck cloth.
If I ever find a woman willing to get it on while FLCL plays in the background, I'll know I've found true love.