My poor little sister should be out trick-or-treating.
wrong thread
I did not intentionally wound your sister. It was a most unfortunate consequence of protecting my dearest friend.
A møøse once bit my sister.
The Force is strong in my family. My father has it. I have it… And my sister has it.
-“BB”-
May the schwarz be with you.
- They say it is a gift of the gods.
- It has the power to heal, bring peace and rid the land of plague and famine.
That wound will never fully heal. He will carry it the rest of his life.
I can’t carry it for you, but I can carry you!
Now make sure the rope is tight. It’s got to hold the weight of a pig.
Spider Pig, Spider Pig, does whatever a Spider Pig Does.
What good is that gonna do? They can’t cook pigs without a fire. They’ll get trichinosis.
Now wait a minute! I started this barbecue.
This business will get out of control. It’ll get out of control and we’ll be lucky to live through it.
Nuke 'em. Let’s nuke the bastards.
Ah, don’t worry. One push of this thingy, and the whole thing goes kabingy.
If Coleman Reese isn’t dead in sixty minutes, then I blow up a hospital.
He’s dead, Jim.
Dead-ish.
Louis… you asked me if anyone had ever buried a person up there in the Micmac grounds. I lied to you when I said no. It’s been done. What you’ve been thinking of has been done. He was a local boy. It was towards the end of the second world war. His name was Timmy Baterman.