Well, big boy, let's take that powerful rotor turbine of yours and slowly put it into my particle accelerator. We'll apply some thrust and generate gravitons together.
For today, we celebrate the first glorious anniversary of the Information Purification Directives. We have created, for the first time in all history, a garden of pure ideology.
Where each worker may bloom secure from the pests of contradictory and confusing truths. Our Unification of Thought is more powerful a weapon than any fleet or army on earth.
We are one people. With one will. One resolve. One cause. Our enemies shall talk themselves to death. And we will bury them with their own confusion. We shall prevail!
YIIIIIIIEEEE! Independent Thinker is pureeing you!
On January 24th, Apple will introduce Macintosh. And you'll see why 1984 won't be like "1984."
o/` I love smog, I hate trees, I'm a reactionary. With a mental age of maybe four or five, I'll ship arms so death squads thrive. o/`
Ha ha ha ha!
Mommy, I heard that those nice Contras are selling cocaine to the CIA, who bring it to our slums so that all the black people will kill each other and get arrested.
No more television for you, little girl! Evil Dinosaur is brainwashing you.
What are you talking about? Barney doesn't even premeire for another 5 years?
From the New Jersey Turnpike, the Meadowlands sports complex rises like three sphinxes in the desert...
Carcinogenic fumes are poisoning you.
...and a friend and I were going to a hockey game there. However, we had to cope with a downpour and bad traffic, and got there late, having to park far away.
Run for it! Frigid rain is pelting you!
*cough* Here I go again!
But we eventually settled down and enjoyed the game.
Hey, Srinivas, are you flaying that cow again? You know they are sacred. That's no way to achieve Nirvana. You will probably come back as a fly.
I know. But I'd rather remain on this earth, even wallowing in deep shit, than be wed to Courtney Love and shooting myself in the head for all eternity.
Please reconsider. This earthly cycle brings nothing but pain. You must escape.
Sorry, Ram, I would love to chat, but I've got some Untouchables to tickle.
You are right. I see the errors of my ways! I shall repent. I'll strive to erase all Elder Signs. I will work to build a non-Euclidean world.
I will show adults sights no human should see, and decapitate children in the names of Azathoth, Cthulhu, and He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.
Sam lived a righteous life, and was justly rewarded. He was called to spend eternity blithering away insanely next to Lord Cthulhu in the undersea city of R'lyeh.
Today on The View, we are pleased to be speaking with the Prince of Darkness himself, Satan. Now Satan, you have a truly vile reputation, but it's not all fire and brimstone, is it?
No, as a matter of fact I've had my pratfalls. I once used telekinesis to put an elelphant into Groucho Marx's pajamas ... and it became the root of one of his most famous lines.
In your new book it says you were also going to teleport a leech to his upper lip, but you decided that would be redundant.
These days telekinesis is one of Hell's main industries. Speaking of which, how'd you like that puddle of bile on your dressing room floor today? My administrative assistant did that.
You ARE the Prince of Lies! Are we to believe that a mere administrative assistant did that?
Well, that's her politically correct title. Officially, of course, she's a secrete ary.
Santa, for Christmas I'd like a Barbie doll and a pony and a set of ben-wa balls.
Have you been a good little girl this year?
Very good, except for the time I was playing with Mommy's earrings and one of them fell down the toilet and got flushed and we couldn't get it out and she was crying ...
Down the toilet, eh? KER-TRANS-FORM!
Deseptictank!
In the flesh! Now hand me that plunger and snake, little girl.
I am a biscuit, in a box I dwell, it's dry in here, but what the hell! I just lie in here with all of my friends, I hope this good life never ends!
What's going on, they've taken me out, for what purpose, I have some doubt. I'm on the floor, I've drawn a crowd, and now their grunting's getting way too loud!