MOAR AI Fail:
My, Grandma, what puny teeth you have!
Appreciation of Milton Berle’s humor crosses species lines.
Guests who used their fingers rather than the sugar tongs were met with more the usual social disapproval.
Mary, singing duets with her pet dire wolf.
How everyone but your maiden aunt views her precious little doggie.
[Cheap political shot with foul language]:
Well, that’s one couch JD won’t be fucking with…
AGT’s next dog act. We dare you not to vote for us.
The result of Peter Venkman’s vision.
(for those who don’t recall — “Human sacrifice, dogs and cats living together… MASS HYSTERIA!!”)
-“BB”-
Dame Edna did NOT appreciate fans dropping by without an invitation.
Who’s a good boy? Wumpy’s a good boy!
A picture is worth a thousand words; I just don’t know which thousand:
Came the Thaw and Scrat lost his head.
BULL SHIT this is how Robin Williams got his start.
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Technically, that’s how everyone got their start.
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O plunge your hands in water,
Plunge them in up to the wrist;
Stare, stare in the basin
And wonder what you’ve missed
I didn’t think I needed to clarify a 145 million year time gap. I don’t think anybody did.
All of the other costumeds
Used to laugh and call him names
They never let poor Scratty
Join in any busking games
“What? And give up show business!!!”
When your character is no longer a part of the public consciousness.
-“BB”-