Pod and Jenn's First Year as Roommates

August 1997 - August 1998

[With additional contributions by Luz Funtowicz and Amparo's sweet mother.]

Quit mating and die!

There's a certain oriface that's just *begging* for that to be pushed into.

Drink. Be merry. Eat cheese.

I tried biting you, but you're bony. You hurt my teeth.

Don't play with your toes when you're drunk, 'cause it hurts.

Wow. Mr. Sink. I should clean Mr. Sink. Tomorrow.

You could bite it off, but don't try the rest because you'd be gnawing on my hair all night.

You're not supposed to lose your hair when you're drunk, just your inhibitions.

Actually, you'd think the tail would be a pain in the butt.

Now I'm a real wench. I have cleavage and I'm so happy.

I think my tongue is having far too much fun at my expense.

That's almost as much fun as peeing on the doctor.

Well, you gotta be ready to whip it out at any point.

Been there, drooled over that.

Gravity is happening.

Hi, I just met you; show me your gut!

...Because we all know Bisquick has a personality.

They *so* belong together. They're both neurotic. They can be neurotic together...maybe evolve into erotic... Just drop the "n."

You're just piquing my interest. Pique pique pique!

It looks like I'm molesting an elf.

If you were rice, where would you want to live?

As far away from the mice as possible.
So, not in the dishwasher...

Quick like a bunny! ...You're doing your "roadkill bunny" impression, aren't you?

I think it's safe to say these are bigger than the average set of balls.

When you get to ejaculation, I think you can stop.

I think she's getting tired of being your mauling object.

'Cuz he's cute! ...If a little bit evil. But you can't hold that against him.

We've found a new way to torment ourselves.

We have to wait until *May* to have a life?!

If all else fails--squirm.

So I'm infantile. *Someone* has to be.

Excuse me, hon, is that a growth on your butt, or are those flowers?

All right, I got the drama out of the way...now it's time for the lovin'.

You know what word sounds really cool when you twang it? "Constipation."

Warning! Imminent segue approaching!

Darn, gotta mess with Subaru's thigh. Ah, what torture.

That's your own unique heterozygosity.

That's a good thing, right?
Mm hm.
Just checking, in case you were cursing me in some scientific way.

She gambles, she swears, she takes advantage of young men while they're injured...she's my kind of woman!

Why would the cheese run away from me?

Scary dog sticks his nose in your crotch and you go "*Oh*."

Oh, yeah. Jennifer won't at all mind having a kitsune thrust into her.
[Ed. note: "kitsune" is the Japanese word for "fox."]

You *don't* want to know what the griffin's doing to the unicorn.

I screamed a bit and jumped up and down a bit, but not really, only in my head.

Oops! I'm a bad guy.

Dammit, didn't read the fine print in the contract!

They're always kissing or naked when my father walks by.

Oh, I think we can live without the snot quote.

I didn't think she would remember, so I said it. We were in the car. I thought it was safe.
[Ed. note: snicker]

He's saying he's going to kill everyone.

Or asking for ice cream. Who can tell?

Oooh, I want to drown in sensual bliss!

Do me a favor--drown in their voices for me and tell me what it felt like.

It's all in my head...which means it's lost forever.

Look! She's wearing these.

She has baby tribbles on her head?

I wonder what tribbles taste like.

Chicken? <smarmy grin>

It makes you just want to give him a big hug...and stuff.

I'm holding a fruit that's peeing.

We should have that in Redemption. We have Allen sit down with Van and say, "You know, dipshit..."

Welcome, Mr. Catheter.

Say, "Hello!"

I keep sliding off your pajamas.

*Now* what do I do? I'm a prisoner in this toilet stall.

You can't throw a bucket at a nude guy...he'll never get nude again!

He's worried...he's concerned...he's comic relief.

You look like you have ear hair. That's the only thing preventing me from bursting into tears.

Let me just say...ew.

I love it when you're eloquent.

Yay! I am scrunchie-endowed once more.

The preying mantis in his pants *was* kind of cute, though.

Quick, get a thermometer and shove it up its...oh.

I love that we got to see his underwear.

Wasabi--it knocks on your palate and says, "Hi!"

I'm sure it's half psychological.

Yeah, well, you can tell that to my lips...

What am I supposed to do? You're not writing smut for me.

No smut today; smut tomorrow.

Oh, you'll *so* regret calling him "Scar-boy." "Red-haired Wonder," maybe...

Well, Her Royal Shortness is going to the bathroom. Just a second...

Now Delenn's getting uppity, so we should watch this.

See? It's a little-known fact. Bras can be thrilling.

You've got him partially undressed. Go with that! Go with that! ...I meant that in all seriousness.

You will be the first to die...because you have an annoying voice.

Yeah, but I can still string sentences together. ...That made sense, right?

I've been attacked by the quote list!
[Ed. note: Ever get a quote list stuck to your hair?]

No. Oh, no. No no no no! He is *not* going to be nude. No! Absolutely not!

But how do you *expect* him to come out of the shower?

Screwing under a strobe light!

This place looks familiar. Didn't I molest you here?

I was distracted.

Contemplating his navel?
Um... <bright, innocent smile> Yeah, okay.

What, does he have "stupid" stamped on his body? I'd like to look for it, but...

I bought a new bra today! ...Don't you just love it when I greet you that way?

Would *you* tell a demon he had to pee in a cup?

Hey, that's really cool.

In a sexy, Fires of Hell kind of way.

Well, I can jump guys whenever I want to.

So, you get the nuts *and* the twirly thingy. Aren't *you* the lucky one...

Oh, my God. I actually had a social life for a minute there.

Pardon me, do you mind if I reach between your legs?

Because there's something there I need...

Daddy's gonna help us find studs!

I'm a connoisseur of asphalt. Or is that asses...?

You could leap that in a single mighty bound.

And when I hit it, groin-high, and fall to the ground, writhing in agony, you can laugh.

"Thou shalt not vomit." It's a kitty rule.

Don't go there! You've done and went. Come back! Come back!