[X] My Assistant

Now see here, ya nose wiping, hair combers! Back in Edinburgh, we had a coal miners strike! All we wanted were hats with a wee light on top! Then one day the mine collapsed! No one made it out alive... Not even Robbie!

Now see here, ya nose wiping, hair combers! Back in Edinburgh, we had a coal miners strike! All we wanted were hats with a wee light on top! Then one day the mine collapsed! No one made it out alive... Not even Robbie!

Damn ye for using all my favourite quotes (<3). My story of quote pursuit begins in nineteen-dickety-two. We had to say dickety because the Kaiser had stolen our word twenty. I chased that rascal to get it back, but gave up after dickety-six miles. What are you cackling at, fatty? Too much pie, that's your problem! Now, I'd like to digress from my prepared remarks to discuss how I invented the terlet...

When are they gonna get to the fireworks factory!?

Damn ye for using all my favourite quotes (<3)

Why, if it isn't my old friend, Mr. Noah McGreg. With a leg for an arm and an arm for a leg!

To my son Rob and his entire family I leave these: a box of mint-condition 1918 liberty-head silver dollars. You see, back in those days, rich men would ride around in Zeppelins, dropping coins on people, and one day I seen Noah Q. Rockefeller flying by. So I run of the house with a big washtub and... hey! Where are you going? Anyway, about my washtub. I'd just used it that morning to wash my turkey, which in those days was known as a walking-blorg. We'd always have walking-bird on Thanksgiving, with all the trimmings: cranberries, injun eyes, yams stuffed with gunpowder. Then we'd all watch football, which in those days was called baseball...

This post has been edited by radixius: Jul 29 2012, 06:34

Calm down, sir, you're going to give yourself Skin Failure! okay, now the symptoms you described point to Bonus Eruptus, it's a terrible disorder where the skeleton tries to leap out the mouth and escape the body...

Our one chance is Transdental Electromacide, I'll need a golf cart motor with a thousand volt conpacinator....

AHHH, NO! THERE'S NO TIME, MAN! We'll have to improvise.

This post has been edited by Robbie Pie: Jul 29 2012, 06:43

We can't bust heads like we used to, but we have our ways. One trick is to tell 'em stories that don't go anywhere - like the time I caught the ferry over to Shelbyville. I needed a new heel for my shoe, so, I decided to go to Morganville, which is what they called Shelbyville in those days. So I tied an onion to my belt, which was the style at the time. Now, to take the ferry cost a nickel, and in those days, nickels had pictures of bumblebees on 'em. Give me five bees for a quarter, you'd say.

Now where were we? Oh yeah: the important thing was I had an onion on my belt, which was the style at the time. They didn't have white onions because of the war. The only thing you could get was those big yellow ones...

Not many people know this, but I own the first radio in Springfield. Not much on the air then, just Edison reciting the alphabet over and over. A he'd say; then B. C would usually follow...

*mal, don't discourage the boy! Weaseling out of things is important to learn. It's what separates us from the animals! Except the weasel.

This post has been edited by radixius: Jul 29 2012, 06:46

You took four minutes of my life and I want them back! ...Oh, I'd only waste them anyways.

It worked! My feet are soaked but my cuffs are bone dry! Everything's coming up Blorghouse!

I am running out of good Simpsons quotes. Time to switch to clone high quotes.

Now I may be blind, but I can see certain things loud and clear. This is a room full of scared people making a decision based on fear and ignorance. Now when I left the house this evening I intended to go to Gmal's Italian Restaurant. I can tell I'm in the wrong place. So, if you'll excuse me, I'll leave and let you get on with your meeting.

So tell your folks, 'Buy me Bonestorm or GO TO HELL!"

I nicked it when you let your guard down for that split second…and I'd do it again. (sips tea) Goodbye.

If anyone needs me, I'll be in my room...

Then you'll be teaching ROBBIE!

Did you guys get bored of random quotes?

My entire repertoire is random quotes. After 4 years haven't you gotten that?

p.s.: I am not a crackpot.

Who said anything about those quotes being random, anyway?

I'm 25 years old and what is this. =.=