c7_assassin
3rd Level Black Feather
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Here are just a handful of mine:
Smurfette. No seriously, I've already fixed jumper cables to my temples; that image just isn't going away. And as the night wore on, it got less "Smurfette" and more "Smurfette as imagined by Buffalo Bill." 😱
The Rhino Defense. "Your honor, I have never claimed to be a biological rhino. But I posses the beating heart of a rhino, and as soon as they invent species-reassignment surgery, I will be the first in line to literally be a rhino!" Not a dry eye in the hotel after that one.
Thing Two: Dodgeball Champion. That crucial moment when Impaler realized he had to either A) lose to a little girl, or B) fire a dodgeball at a little girl's head. It was the most poignant human tragedy I've ever witnessed.
"You turned me into a house and killed all my friends just so you could throw eggs at me???" I don't know how children's cartoons work down there in 'Merica, or what it's legal for you to give your writers to smoke, but there's a serious culture gap. And it's goddamned amazing.
Scottish Kevin's Drinking Song. That was a Team Effort that paid off to the highest degree possible. You know what, that goes for all the karaoke. By the end of the night all the bar regulars were pumping liquid concrete into their ears to drown out our godawful crooning, but we couldn't have cared less.
Memories may fade, and they may be chemically altered, but the awesomeness...that will always remain.
🙂😉
Smurfette. No seriously, I've already fixed jumper cables to my temples; that image just isn't going away. And as the night wore on, it got less "Smurfette" and more "Smurfette as imagined by Buffalo Bill." 😱
The Rhino Defense. "Your honor, I have never claimed to be a biological rhino. But I posses the beating heart of a rhino, and as soon as they invent species-reassignment surgery, I will be the first in line to literally be a rhino!" Not a dry eye in the hotel after that one.

Thing Two: Dodgeball Champion. That crucial moment when Impaler realized he had to either A) lose to a little girl, or B) fire a dodgeball at a little girl's head. It was the most poignant human tragedy I've ever witnessed.

"You turned me into a house and killed all my friends just so you could throw eggs at me???" I don't know how children's cartoons work down there in 'Merica, or what it's legal for you to give your writers to smoke, but there's a serious culture gap. And it's goddamned amazing.
Scottish Kevin's Drinking Song. That was a Team Effort that paid off to the highest degree possible. You know what, that goes for all the karaoke. By the end of the night all the bar regulars were pumping liquid concrete into their ears to drown out our godawful crooning, but we couldn't have cared less.
Memories may fade, and they may be chemically altered, but the awesomeness...that will always remain.
