I can't believe we just watched "They Saved Hitler's Ass." That must have been the worst movie I've ever seen.
I know. What a sorry idea! Scientists finding, preserving, and cloning the buttocks of the Fuehrer. Where did such an abomination come from anyway?
Actually, it came from Hitler's ass. He just crapped it out and there it was.
That can't be. Such an awful film inside him would be toxic. It would destroy his gluteus muscles. Unless someone gave him a big wad of Ex-Lax, and made him crap it out, meaning...
We're at the edge of the Old Forest. It's pretty nasty in here, so we should go in single file. Dil, stay behind me, then Merry and Pippin, and Sam bring up the rear.
Welcome back to Sink or Swim. Our next contestant's assignment is to serve as chief surgeon at Rampart Hospital tomorrow. Succeed, you win $1,000,000. Fail, and your family is fed to the sharks.
All right. I'm just about through "Complex Surgrey for Dummies" with 15 minutes to spare. I should be able to pull this off!
Your tickets to Amsterdam are booked. And remember, in Holland, if you feel yourself getting wet, no one will mind you putting your finger in a nearby dike.
I found a speaker for next month's Women's Club meeting who really made her way up in a man's world. Her name's Phyllis Schlafley.
Scientist Erich von Stroheim announced today the invention of a time machine. He says he will use it for humanitarian purposes, rather than personal gain.
I will fight famine in the past by sending food to times of need. We already have time-lifted one sponsor's product to medieval Europe.
Coming up next, the surprising discovery of a 600 year-old time capsule in France containing a note from Joan of Arc's captors thanking the Stay Puft Marshmallow company.