Eww! Don’t these peasants ever bathe?
“Now, for Christmas I want…”
“Damn, that was some party last night.”
And now the Huguenots are hugely not.
“Sir Walter, I was expecting you to spread your cape over the puddle.”
“Do you see anyone you like, Your Majesty?”
The ads for St. Judes are going way too far.
“It’s time we enacted an anti-camping law.”
My
mother
told
me
to
pick
this
very
best
one.
Thanks, @Slithy_Tove - I certainly enjoyed coming up with that.
Next up:
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“You know, this is gonna be a helluva lot easier when somebody invents a keyboard and a cathode ray tube.”
“PC Load Letter”? What the fuck does that mean?
“More cowbell!”
“At last, we’ve cracked the code! Its: ‘D-R-I-N-K-Y-O-U-R-O-V-A-L-T-I-N-E’.”
Nostrodamus drew the line at predicting that squirrels would take over the planet and make us all slaves in their nut mines.
Cinnamon Toast Crunch chefs Wendell, Bob and Quello branch out into early subscription-based proprietary telecom software. “The taste you can see, and never own!”
‘And if you press this button, it makes a sound almost exactly like a fart.’
“And with this gear-ratio you can separate the data, showing you which girls and boys are naughty, St. Nicholas.”
“Gentlemen, our state of the art scientific equipment conclusively proves there are no icebergs within 1,000 miles of the Titanic.”
Gentlemen, your investment has finally paid off; the XK-9000 computer has definitively determined the precise location of Wonka’s last golden ticket.