Perps: Robin Bonke, Jennie Hayes, Amy Hull, Nicole Mason, Tara O'Shea, Jessica Ross, Missy Wilson
Welcome to the wonderful world of hormone therapy.
I want to bask in the glory known as Anthony Stewart Head.
Oooh...what kind of road kill?
Cute people are good no matter where they are.
Are we big morons or just little morons?
Watch your pudding?
It's 30 years of blue balls.
Why exacerbate the situation, you ninny!?
Oh, look, Tom got caught in a mud slide. Oh, look, Tom got attacked by a bear. Oh, look, Tom's blinded.
It's prozac for Vulcans!
Oh, that isn't hurt; that's rip your heart out and whang it against a wall.
Tom, you're male.
Oh, the Irish guy who takes the crap! Oh, he's so funny!
You must chill; I have hidden your diaphragm.
I am a sexual innuendo. On a steeeeck.
Tom just reminds me of Doogie Howser all grown up.
We're gonna have sex now--hush!
What's grunty? I don't know.
She has a colon that goes "Freinlarien."
You Yoda'ed on us.
Hey, that's kind of neat. It's activating nerves on other parts of my body.
I am the goddess of the deodorant bottle.
I thought the magic pills were in my frog bag.
And, lo, there were many Goliaths.
I need children. I need a husband. I need to get laid.
Hey, my hand was in there.
Oooh, bad copy. These are going to be Playdough people.
Is his nose still punched in? Good!
How about naked Kermit wearing pumps?
Do you want to know why I'm stupid? You mean, other than the fact that you have dog on your head?
Erg. Arg.
What's that sound?
I'm not obsessed. The rest of the world just hasn't caught up.
Oh! Leave this! Mickey's about to get not dead.
Fine. You beat the fox. I'll write.
Andrew the Bouncing Angel
Think of it as a long, yellow strawberry.
The butt is cradling my couch.
Has your family tried lithium?
Somebody give him some Advil.
Illya is best served wet.
Not wear things that can go fly.
Oh, my Lord, shoot that shirt.
Scott walks way too well in high heels.
If I were him, I'd be wondering what the hell drugs I'd been taking.
Look. He schmeared blood on her boob.
Small child is going to be tripped and legs are going to be severed.
She had torpedo boobs.
She got stabbed! It was really fun...uh...I mean very upsetting.
Evil, salty things must be consumed.
We see bare-chested Benny. This is a good thing.
The Benny-Bot gets broken.
The Benny-Bot has been cloned?
Pretty soon people are going to stop wondering why I'm so quiet over here.
Benny, pretty soon you're going to figure out that running after cars is ineffective.
What is this lately with guys on TV getting compared to dogs and the dogs winning?
He can't chase down a car. He can, however, chase down a train.
Okay, I've been watching Canadian television again.
Plot-plot-plot-plot.
He said, "trek." Heh. Heh.
Be prosperous and multpily.
I'm just going to lay here and pretend I don't notice anything.
It's been coming over her all weekend. ...Shut up, Nancy.
The boy who broke the statue of Mary the first day of kindergarten was studying to be a priest.
We should shine your halo now.
My goal in life is to reduce my Purity score by ten points.
It's really sad when you see Xena: WP and you think Xena: WordPerfect.
They thought we really needed help. A couple of people asked what solvents we had been sniffing.
I'm petting the fucking dog!
I'm not seeing this.
Guilt-guilt-guilt-guilt. Guilt-guilt-guilt-guilt. We are the NatPack...