Yeah, so what? You and whose army of wasabi shrimps?

[lovermuffin]

"NIPPLES", say it with me..."NIPPLES"...Mmmmm, you love them and I got them. Six and a half to be exact, but who's counting apart from Oprah? She was a vagina anyway...

 

[Ya Krunk'd Floo]

sirmyk, fummybutting-boo-gee-choo ga log, upside-down and covered in angel dust from the bobby's Planet X who?

lover of muff. In you come...

We've nearly reached 1,000 members! Which is no mean foot that tramples on others...

 

[jenn]

Who's with me?

"Hot like wasabi when I bust rhymes
Big like LeAnn Rimes
Because I'm all about value"

kiko enai yo mimi ni banana go sasatereno!!!

but i'll do my best.

 

[novella]

These guys don't have enough to do

"Waiter!"

sheesh, the service in this place is terrible

"Waiter! You. Come here."

"What you yelling, you capitarist pig, I am the Chairman."

"I don't care if you're Fu Man fuckin Chu. You're my waiter and this duck is flaccid."

"Fraccid. What fraccid?"

"The menu says Number 131 CRISPY duck. See this duck. This is LIMP duck. Get me Crispy."

"Clispy? No. I am the Chairman. I going chop you head."

"Don't think you're getting no twenty percent, bud. This is coming out of your tip. Who's that other guy over there? Is he the manager?"

 

[Ya Krunk'd Floo]

Well, let's see here...

Mao
Ho Chi Minh
Speaking
Shit
In
English
Good
I
Like
It
Especially
The
Bit
About
The
Little
Pink
Pig.
More
Please
?
End.

Don't really know what novella is talking about though...

 

[novella]

"Oh, I rove your brue jacket, sir. Where did you buy?"

"The Commie Store, okay stupie."

"Oh, I never went to it."

"You can't. Only for commie bastards. Special guys like me."

"Why you special then?"

"I'm in chaaahhhj of all the commie bastards. They do everything I say."

"Oh yeah. Or what?"

"Or I chop they head."

 

[novella]

Chop chop, Charlie

"Here's five shirts for cleaning. Light starch, hangers."

"I not crean shirt. I am the Chairman."

"Listen, Charlie. Last time you put too much starch. It was like goddamn cardboard, scratching my frickin neck all day. Light starch, savvy?"

"You caparist pig! I toss this shirt in street, see?"

"Whoa, Charlie. That's Armani A/X. That's eighty bucks right there, you somabitch. What are you, on crack?"

"I going chop you head, American devil." Goes to get special cleaver for headchopping. "You better run outta here, you guai lo san ba man, I kill you."

"Okay, look, I'll just leave the shirts. Do your best. Wednesday okay? Need for Weekend, Charlie. Savvy? No latey latey."

 

[bobbyburns]

seriously, mao can spice up any conversation.

 

[novella]

Radies and gentermens,

Now, the stah of the show .. . .

the Chairman




clap clap clap clap yeah yeah oh look, he bald on head. Need to go Sy Sperling Hairclub quickie quickie.





What did one commie cow say to the other?

"Mao."

 

[Ya Krunk'd Floo]

Looks like novella has gone all ese loco on us...

EDIT: Woah!?! Where did the stripping comic go?

 

[Ya Krunk'd Floo]

Little-heart, novella...The powers that bee may consider you a racist!

 

[bobbyburns]

I want my comic back, damnit.

 

[bobbyburns]

anyone who denies this to me is evil and denies nature's harmonic symmetry.

 

[Ya Krunk'd Floo]

It makes me think of RATM's beautiful final chorus in 'Killing In The Name'...

 

[Ronny]

Uh, oh, it really is gone

 

[novella]

Gwasshoppa,

Jus close yo eyeballs an sing a little song. "I am bobbyburns of the tree. Branches and leaves and me. Oobee one love, one special EEE. We are the tree that shall be."

Still waiting for crispy duck over here, you lazy bastids.

 

[Ronny]

Still waiting for crispy duck over here, you lazy bastids.

I don't think you should eat anything they bring you, probably best not to.

 

[novella]

You kidding? Those guys owe me bigtime. Right, bobber?

 

[bobbyburns]

absolutely.

 

[novella]

See, Ronny? I own that bastid. That's why we're buddies. Plus he's a wiley lil fucker.