You know- I sort of know how she feels. I'd be upset if my daughter turned into some weird puffy-lipped perma-duckface airhead, but if it happened to my son, I'd probably be more OK with it.

I thought Pikachu had more of a cloaca.

Needs more enka.

You don't even know...

Probably one of the guests was an alligator from out of town, and then some jackass from Cheektowaga had to go and say something reptilist.

"Hey baby, I've got yellow fever."

I see you've played knifey-spoony before.

That's not a knife...this is a knife.

I used to live in Paris- occasionally you'd see the CRS with an (unloaded) FAMAS, and once I saw a local cop near la Goutte d'Or with a MAT-49.

Every time!

I find that the fortifying aromatics of gin are much better suited to medical exigencies of this nature.

I'd like to see the stats on how many players elect to just beat the hell out of Vega in their sparring session in ME3.

YOU'RE NOT MY SUPERVISOR!

Two years later, and it still infuriates me.

"I DRINK YOUR MILKSHAKE!"

Thanks a lot.

An English major at UMass.

If you think Qcumber is cool, wait until you see what else the good people at Monsanto have been working on!