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I could dance with you 'til the pants come home. On second thought, I'd rather dance with the pants 'til you came home.
YESSSSSSSSSSSS
When I invite a woman to dinner I expect her to look at my pants. That's the price she has to pay.
>_>;
Why don't you come up sometime and see pants?
Why are you wearing that stupid pants suit?
Well that backfired.
Mrs. Robinson, you're trying to seduce pants. Aren't you?
"Oh, no, it wasn't the airplanes. It was potato killed the beast."
:D
As for a pants quote..."Nobody puts Pants in a corner."
You take the blue pants - the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe.
I've got a feeling we're not in Pants anymore.
This theundeadhero attracts Those We Do Not Speak Of. You must bury it.
The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world theundeadhero didn't exist.
Say hello to my little giraffe!
When there's no more room in hell, the pants will walk the earth.
Keep your friends close, but your pants closer. :D
I'll get you, my pretty, and your little pants, too!
I see dead Aeris.
You know the difference between you and me? I make roadkill look good.
Now that's more like it.
You're gonna need a bigger god.
Got sick of everyone using pants.
I left the link on pants, didn't I?
I say we take off and nuke the entire Space from orbit.
You know the difference between you and me? I make Tidus look good.
"We can't stop here. This is kupo nut country."
"May the moogles be with you."
"Louis, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful chicken."
"You're gonna need a bigger chocobo."
"As God is my noodle, I'll never be hungry again."
Peanut Butter! Why did it have to be Peanut butter?
Love means never having to say you're pants.
Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to oops.
The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world oops didn't exist.
We are indeed drifting into the arena of the kitties.
Frankly, my dear, I don't give a rubber ducky.
Rubber Ducky? We ain't got no rubber ducky! We don't need no rubber ducky! I don't have to show you any stinking rubber ducky!
I'm here to fight for truth, justice, and the American rubber ducky.
SHAZAM!
A boy's best friend is his HATE.
May the European Union be with you.
If you build it, explody will come.
You want the Spam?! You Can't Handle the Spam!
When there's no more room in hell, the cheese will walk the earth.
Now there's gatorade all over the floor. THANKSQuote:
Originally Posted by Cruise Control
AND AGAIN.Quote:
Originally Posted by Omni Legacy
Here is mine. xD note, foa constrictors are like boa constrictors, but sexier.
Logic clearly dictates that the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the foa constrictors.
EDIT: Here is another!
There is a foa coming. Are you sure you're on the right side?
EDIT2: OKAY THIS IS THE FOR REAL LAST ONE.
And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy my foa.
EDIT 3: I HAD TO DO IT
Ray, if someone asks if you are a foa, you say, 'yes!'
LOLXDROFLWAFFLELMAOQuote:
Originally Posted by corncracker
Pants? PANTS! We don't have time for pants!
I'll get you, my pretty, and your little bitch, too!
Houston, we have a klingon.
They don't throw their garbage away. They make it into jesus.
Logic clearly dictates that the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the pants.
It works perfectly...I think.
The greatest trick the Devil pulled on the world was convincing them that Jesus didn't exist.
Why are you wearing that stupid Iriko suit?
A boy's best friend is his Iriko.
(YEAH!)
I feel the need - the need for Iriko!
(You better ><)
What do you want to marry Iriko for, anyhow?
(Well I don't know, I'm beautiful!)
This thing is fantastic.
Say hello to my little pants!
Say hello to my little pants!
They may take away our pants, but they'll never take our freedom!
Pants? We ain't got no pants! We don't need no pants! I don't have to show you any stinking pants!
I'm having too much fun with this. ^_^
The power of Chicken compels you.
Logic clearly dictates that the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the Taco.
I do wish we could chat longer, but I'm having an old cluckatrice for dinner.
When I invite a woman to dinner I expect her to look at my cluckatrice. That's the price she has to pay.
A cluckatrice. Shaken, not stirred.
Hell? Where we're going we don't need Hell.
I do wish we could chat longer, but I'm having an old Hell for dinner.
Show me the Hell!
We'll always have Hell.
There is a Hell coming. Are you sure you're on the right side?
...BRING BACK THE RANDOM BATTLES!!Better to be king for a night than Griff for a lifetime.
I feel so hurt...I love the smell of House in the morning.
We are indeed drifting into the arena of the Rye.
;)They call me Mister Chrono!
They're here already! You're cats! You're cats!
May the Cats be with you.
My mama always said life was like a box of cats.
Come with cats if you want to live.
Oh, what sad times are these when passing ruffians can say 'Ivan' at will to old ladies.
Yams? Where we're going we don't need yams.
Remember, you're fighting for this woman's pants, which is probably more than she ever did.
I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Yams on fire off the shoulder of Orion.
WIN!