Watch it! Grab that bazooka! Pull the platypus out of the pistachios! Mick Jagger! Let go of Elizabeth Dole’s olive!
Hal Briston?
Dr. Diazepham will see you now.
<snerk!>
I miss him. He’s just not the same since he came back. The aliens took him to the Planet of the Spandex-Clad Waitresses and he hasn’t been normal since.
Pass that over here, man.
But I have to ask, did you forget to lock your computer again?
If he did, Ludwig von Köchel is the one playing with it.
Dammit. Restrain that octopus now we’ve got goats around, okay? I mean, sheesh. How hard can this be?
What is the symbol for a joke that flew completely over my head?
I guess this 
will work.
Maybe you can either spoiler tag what you meant or email me it.
Jim
Check your email. 
All right, who’s on the drugs here and where can I get some?
You, dear sir, have been whooshed.
As I don’t get it either, I’d like to get an email as well.
For those of you who fell asleep in Music History:
Good old Ludwig was the guy who assigned opus numbers to Mozart’s works. Since Hal’s quote was from Opus the Penguin in an old Bloom County strip, I thought it funny.
Geez, ya try to raise the moral and intellectual tone around here, and what happens?
Gee, another blatant post count padding thread. Even though such things are supposedly frowned upon, it’s still open, too. Yay.
+1 for me.
Karana Bless America.
Really? My bet was Inigo Montoya.
Big 'ol kudos out to silenus – yes, that was (not) a 'Toon For Our Times.
So what does this have to do with the sheep?
The sheep was under the pistachios, the platypus was looking for her.
Damn the torpedos man, warp speed!!!
Wow. Bloom County’s been one of my all-time faves and I didn’t even remember that one.
Now I gotta pull out all the books and paruse them all over again.
Penguin Lust !