Discussion in 'Science Fiction & Fantasy' started by Spaceman Spiff, Oct 23, 2008.
We're in the final stretch. Here are the last ones for tonight.
Happy Hallowe'en, everyone!
Severed Head: "I know -- this isn't exactly the highlight of my year and I probably only have 15 more secodns to live, but at least I just saved a lot of money by switching my car insurance to Gei--" dies.
Oh my god! Look at the price of diesel!!!!
The Master prefers his evening meals injected with a marinara.
"I'd roast me with some potatoes and fava beans if I were you and serve me with a nice chianti.... and lose the highlighter ink.
Monsters Playing Poker didn't prove to be as sucessful.
It wasn't so bad, mostly, but Dr. Longstreet really could never abide the crimp.
"This table, it's hard and it's freezing cold! Would it kill ya to put a pad on here?!"
Mummy: Got any threes?
Creature: That goes without saying!
And a Happy Halloween to you, Spookmeister.
RJDIOGENES: Is the driver blind?! Doesn't he see that THE BRIDGE IS OUT! AAAHH!!
DOCTOR: I'm afraid the damage is too great. We must amputate.
RJDIOGENES: I can't go through the rest of my life like this, doc. Is there nothing you can do?
DOCTOR: Well, there is one highly experimental procedure that's been developed by a researcher up in Concord....
Neill: "There's... something on the... wing..."
Blue Rinse Lady: "We're on a bus, deary."
Nurse offscreen: "Stop! Stop! We've just rechecked, he does have health insurance."
"Does my bum look big in this?"
"Yes yes yes, but that was the mother of all farts, wasn't it."
"hmm mmm MM."
"MMM MMMM MM!"
"Perhaps if you remove your hand doctor?"
"Fine. Bone saw."
Mummy: Go, fish.
Creature From the Black Lagoon: NOT FUNNY!
"OH MY GOD!!!
What a horrible toupee'!"
A big "Thank you" to Spiff for his added efforts this season. This was great fun!
In hindsight, Kerry should have worded his request to be head of the Democratic party more carefully.
Unfortunately for Bob, the coin toss is taken very seriously in New England.
I'm sick and tired of these Motherf*cking Raptors on this Motherf*cking bus!
Mummy: Oh yeah, they feel like big bags of sand.
Thanks, you guys made it fun for me.
I'll hand out Golden Cthulhus sometime this week. I may not Photoshop each individual winning entry this time (), but I'll figure something out. Maybe I'll link to each winning caption.
How about a YouTube video of you presenting the Awards?
And doing a little soft shoe.
There go all of yours!
[Soup Nazi]No Cthulhus for you![/Soup Nazi]
Oh great, so no one won now?
Now that would have been an episode worth watching.
I guess I'll have to settle for president then.
Why don't I trust you to cure my tennis elbow? Look how you botched Igor's tonsilectomy!
Dammit Mummy! We told you that you can't ante in tanna leaves!
I won't dance! Don't ask me!
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