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Post by Elliot's Girl on Feb 12, 2008 1:11:23 GMT -5
Shaw: Whose got change for a 40 gally million?
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Post by Boogfan83 on Feb 12, 2008 1:12:51 GMT -5
Boog: Beth I am going to shoot you.
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Post by Elliot's Girl on Feb 12, 2008 1:13:32 GMT -5
Mr. Weenie: GUN! BANG! BOOM!
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Post by Boogfan83 on Feb 12, 2008 1:14:14 GMT -5
Beth: I hate my life.
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Post by Elliot's Girl on Feb 12, 2008 1:14:44 GMT -5
Porcupine: Butt-hole!
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Post by Boogfan83 on Feb 12, 2008 1:15:18 GMT -5
Boog: Now I know you ain't talking about my behind ?
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Post by Elliot's Girl on Feb 12, 2008 1:16:48 GMT -5
Maria: It's macerena time!
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Post by Boogfan83 on Feb 12, 2008 1:17:12 GMT -5
Boog: Everybody Dance Now.
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Post by Elliot's Girl on Feb 12, 2008 1:19:18 GMT -5
Boog: I have a fat head and nobody likes me.
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Post by Boogfan83 on Feb 12, 2008 1:20:00 GMT -5
Boog: *sings* We didn't start the fire.
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Post by Elliot's Girl on Feb 12, 2008 1:20:29 GMT -5
Elliot: Extra antlers make me look fatty
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Post by Boogfan83 on Feb 12, 2008 22:15:20 GMT -5
Boog: Lookly fe boom de doom!
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Post by Elliot's Girl on Feb 12, 2008 22:16:45 GMT -5
Ian: My boogers have british fires in them
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Post by Boogfan83 on Feb 12, 2008 22:17:31 GMT -5
Boog: Not now Elliot I gotta get to level 42.
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Post by Elliot's Girl on Feb 12, 2008 22:19:48 GMT -5
Giselle: Did anyone ever tell you my flakes smell like doo-doo?
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