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| - :Roger: Snow globe! [shakes Klaus' fishbowl vigorously]
:Klaus: No! Nooooo!
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:Stan: What? I eat here every day before I go home because I can't stand my wife's cooking. What, you never lie to your wife?
:Waitress: Sir, I'm a woman.
:Stan: Of course. I should have noticed you are clearly pregnant.
:Waitress: No, I'm not.
:Stan: Of course you're not, you're far too old to be pregnant.
:Waitress: I'm twenty-three.
:Stan: Well, I would apologize to you if you didn't look like a fat old man.
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:Francine: Stop talking fish.
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:Klaus: If you can't find me, check the pantry. I go in there to eat baking chocolate and cry sometimes.
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:Steve: Au revior, les enfants! That means, "fuck you!"
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:Klaus: Time for Klaus to show how much of a man he really is. [after attempting to sex with the hooker as a fish, Klaus is crying] I'M NOT VERY MUCH OF A MAN!!
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:Roger: Hear an IED blew a troop transport over on it's side yesterday?
:Soldier: Yes Sarge!
:Roger: On the god-dang main road! 'Till they get a boomerang anti-sniper system on that som'bitch, I'd rather drag ass through the streets on foot!
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