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Mar. 20th, 2006|11:05 pm |
If I ever open a playground equipment store, I'm going to call it Violent Mood Swings and Slides Into Deep Manic Depression. Might as well prepare the little monsters for the unavoidable future.
(Ward Cobleigh)
If I were a teenage robot out driving with my robot girlfriend on some secluded road, I think I'd give that old "Uh-oh, I'm out of oil!" trick a try. Hey, even if she didn't believe me, she'd have to check my dipstick to know for sure.
(Tim H. Richweis) |
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