I don't like wearing pants.

400 pounds plus adrenaline, and I could flip a car, easy.

This knob makes me want to get drunk.

I can still smell Steve.

Fancy code is the only kind I write.

I don't want this bacon on here any more.

I'm sorry I'm not a sock connoisseur.

I've never had much luck with rabbits.

I had a pencil sharpener shaped like a boat.

What don't you think should be converted into a fish tank?

I don't think real cowboys have to do this much ironing.

I got this whole thing of Silly Putty stuck on my sleeve.

It's like a pair of pants, for your car.

How much bread would it take to feed a scorpion for a week?

Well, we have mustaches upstairs.

Jeff's magic. He's practically a leprechaun.

I don't recall there being an h in leprechaun.

It's dark and gloomy with zombies, but I think I'll keep my sunglasses on.

Was that Rod Stewart?

It's a pickle wearing a cape; I think it's self-explanatory.

Sassy Cap'n McBeef O'Brady

There is no reason for Bob Evans.

Have you heard about the whaler-pirate guy?

Salad's nasty.

I was working, until I got distracted by this Madonna song.

It's too sausagy.

It's too Skynrdy.

It's too Skittly.

Try not to make it too caskety.

Beige is not a color.

Beige is not an image.

It matches!

I said something about sausage, but I don't remember what it was.

This sushi is quite delicious. If you like the taste of death.

You can't out-do the fish with sneakers.

Mr. I'm-Never-Wrong!

I wish I could draw RoboCop.

I want the whole tomato.

It's like, the future.

It's like, the Jedi.

It's a torsional thing.

Entertainment Tonight is where dreams go to die.

It wasn't like that a minute ago.

It was working a minute ago.

It works!

It's still broken.

It doesn't work in Safari.

It doesn't work in IE.

Internet Explorer is ruining this.

(with sadness) I hate Internet Explorer.

Oh sorry. I'll just rewrite the Web.