Friday, June 19, 2009

FAQ.

So i herd u liek mudkips?
Yes. Yes I do.

Are you feeling lucky, punk?
Not particularly, no.

Is this a dead man, doctor?
Very dead, Mr. Spock.

So a Priest, a Rabbi and a whale walk into a bar. What does the whale say?
Ooooooooooooooooo.

Was that real manure?
No.

What happen?!
Somebody set up us the bomb!

If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers, where's the peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked?
How the fuck would I know?

Do you mind telling me what you're doing on that ship?
Finishing your fight.

Why do you always have to jump?
'Cause

What you say?!
Ok enough of that.

You ever wonder why we're here?
It’s one of life’s great mysteries isn’t it? Why are we here? Are we the product of some cosmic coincidence, or is there a god watching everything? You know, with a plan for us and stuff. I don’t know, man. But it keeps me up at night.

How many roads must a man walk down before he's considered a man?
It's a rhetorical question.

Did you know...
No.

What colour is your hair?
Why do you care?

How heavy are you?
Not enough.

Tall?
I refuse to answer to an incomplete sentence.

Are you attached?
No, I'm quite free to move.

Briefs or boxers?
You perverse fuck.

Forgive me?
Hell no.


These questions are ridiculous, send in better ones.

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