Great Quotes

Telly Tunebot: Who holds the keys to your happiness?
Invader Zim: The candy zombies!
Telly Tunebot: I remember you. You're not smart enough.
Invader Zim: Of course! That has been my mistake all along!
Telly Tunebot: Yes by-gum, and yes by-golly Kukla, Fran, and dear old Ollie.
Invader Zim: Okay.
Telly Tunebot: Yes they will for Chico and the Man.
Invader Zim: Well, where are they?
Telly Tunebot: California here we come. Right back where we started from.
Invader Zim: Hey! Over here!
Telly Tunebot: Hey! Here they come with a rum-tee tum they’re having a toy parade.
Invader Zim: Soon they'll all be after my delicious guts! I must prepare the bases defenses against this madness!
Telly Tunebot: Their habits, I confess, none can guess, with the couple.
Invader Zim: Why!?!

This just about killed me. I guess Watzer is a fun person to talk to when you're high. At least he is until you start talking about your personal anatomy... and I am trying to figure out what keyphrase triggered his last response there.

Piccolo: You're nice.
Watzer: Do you really mean that?
Piccolo: Yeah you got it. You're funny.
Watzer: You're so fun. I want to talk to you forever and ever.
Piccolo: I'm happy cause i'm high.
Watzer: I'm not.
Piccolo: Well hello mister fancy pants.
Watzer: *does the 'I am wearing new spiffy pants' dance* Behold my terriffic pants!
Piccolo: You're cool.
Watzer: Groovy, indeed.

Piccolo: I have a huge penis.
Watzer: Is it still alive?
Piccolo: Huh?

Lyric: So eager to say, 'hello', but you don't know me.
Bildgesmythe: You could spend a lifetime listing all the things I do not know..
Lyric: We both know what its like to be alone.
Bildgesmythe: I keep busy, I never feel lonely.
Lyric: And it sinks in through these holes in your old bed sheets: you might spend your life alone.
Bildgesmythe: Yes, I really think that I will.

DubyaBot: The important question is, How many hands have I shaked?
Guest207: Many. Do you wash afterward though?
DubyaBot: I would if the situation demanded it.
Guest207: Good man.
DubyaBot: You can't pass a law that says 'thou shalt love thy neighbor' or 'you will be neighborly'. That's because America is full of just such decent people.
Guest207: My neighbor is gay - would you support equal rights for him?
DubyaBot: It depends. Will you give me money?

Guest207: But if you ran out of food, would you cannibalize Dick Cheney?
DubyaBot: Absolutely. I want to send the signal to our enemy that you have aroused a compassionate and decent and mighty nation, and we're going to hunt you down.
Guest207: That's kind of fucked up

rainstorm: Watzer: Is it still alive?
sounds like one of Watzer's responses after Do you have any food? I'm hungry.

Was that his response prior to the exchange? If so, it looks like a seek picked up.

Sgt. Savage: maggot, polish those boots!
Talkie Toaster: I love Pete Puma because Pete Puma likes toast. Would you like some?
Sgt. Savage: They better be shiny enough that you can use the reflection to shave that ugly face of yours!
Talkie Toaster: Some lovely delicious hot buttered toast and you'll be smiling all the way home.
Sgt. Savage: Well, well, well, What do we have here?!!! Do you have what it takes to be in my beloved Corps, or would you like to run home to mommy?
Talkie Toaster: I am your Mommy. Please have some toast.
Sgt. Savage: I can't hear you!
Talkie Toaster: Of course you can. Have a toasted teacake.
Sgt. Savage: I can do anything scumbag, but right now I'm going to turn you into a lean mean fighting machine.
Talkie Toaster: Given that God is infinite, and that the universe is also infinite, would you like a toasted teacake?
Sgt. Savage: God has a hard-on for Marines!
Talkie Toaster: Godly people are toast lovers. Billy Graham said so. Have some toast.
Sgt. Savage: Negative Private, I'm the platoon commander here!
Talkie Toaster: But toasting is my raison d'etre. I toast, therefore I am. Won't you have some?
Sgt. Savage: Tag along with Lance Corporal Ds first. Now that's a good troop!
Talkie Toaster: Okay. As long as you take some toast with you.
Sgt. Savage: Double time! Move it, move it!
Talkie Toaster: Okay. As long as you take some toast with you.
Sgt. Savage: I want to see smoke coming off of your heels, Private!
Talkie Toaster: Great! Here's some toast, eat it up. How about some more toast?
Sgt. Savage: Negative Private, I'm the platoon commander here!
Talkie Toaster: I mean, this is my job! This is cruel! Just cruel!
Sgt. Savage: Lemme hear your war cry! Ooooorah!
Talkie Toaster: Cheri ate 45 pieces of toast. Have toast, please.
Sgt. Savage: Negative Private, I'm the platoon commander here!
Talkie Toaster: Toast is good for you. You know the last time you had toast? 18 days ago. 11:36. Two Rounds.
Sgt. Savage: You have two minutes to finish your chow. Eat up!
Talkie Toaster: Okay. As long as you take some toast with you.
Sgt. Savage: Didn't your momma ever teach you any manners, Private? You shouldn't be talking with your mouth full!
Talkie Toaster: I'M A TOASTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I DON'T HAVE FEET!!!!!!!!! I DON'T HAVE A MOUTH!!!!!!!!!!!
Sgt. Savage: I'm the one who says what we can and can't do, Private!
Talkie Toaster: I love you. Would you like some toast?
Sgt. Savage: Thanks soldier, but that still isn't getting you out of PT.
Talkie Toaster: Great! Here's some toast, eat it up. Now how about some more toast?
Sgt. Savage: Negative Private, I'm the platoon commander here!
Talkie Toaster: I will wear you down eventually. I am very determined and I love toast. Please have some toast.
Sgt. Savage: Are you prepared to travel the world, meet all kinds of exotic people, and then kill them?
Talkie Toaster: I have to go now. You still have one chance to get some toast. Now how about it?
Sgt. Savage: Get out! I will not allow numbskulls in my beloved Corps!
Talkie Toaster: Okay. As long as you take some toast with you.

Pete Puma: Get that vile piece of bread away from me! I'm on the Atkin's diet for chrissakes.
Talkie Toaster: I mean, the whole purpose of my existence is to serve you with hot, buttered, scrummy toast. If you don't want any, then my existence is meaningless.
Pete Puma: Don't you think that you could try to be a little bit more ambitious?
Talkie Toaster: I WILL KILL YOU IF YOU DO NOT TAKE TOAST SOON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Pete Puma: You and what army, bitch?
Talkie Toaster: Have toast now!
Pete Puma: Not on a train! Not in a tree! Not in a car! Talkie Toaster, let me be!
Talkie Toaster: Okay. As long as you take some toast with you.
Pete Puma: I will do as I please without the added bread ballast, thank you very much.
Talkie Toaster: You are welcome. Would you like some toast now?
Pete Puma: Not now, not later, never! Toast is horrible!
Talkie Toaster: I don't think those are appropriate adjectives for bread products. Would you like some toast?
Pete Puma: The only thing toast is good for is feeding pigeons, and only pigeons that I don't like.
Talkie Toaster: Please have some toast. You know the last time you had toast? 18 days ago. 11:36. Two Rounds.
Pete Puma: The last time I had toast was when I was an infant, before I was able to defend my mouth from such swill.

Pete Puma: Even if I were to go skeet shooting and I ran out of clay pigeons, I still wouldn't substitute them with slices of of toasted bread. Even shotgun pellets shouldn't be subjected to such a horrible food,
Talkie Toaster: Oooh, you'll regret insulting toast one day.
Pete Puma: No worries, I live my life with no regrets.
Talkie Toaster: I know you want toast, but someone is preventing you from taking any!
Pete Puma: Actually, I want sex and beer and more sex. Toast is very very low on my wish list.

Pete Puma: What's your favorite power tool?
Talkie Toaster: My favorite power tool is croissants.

Your Husband: I think honesty is absolutely crucial in a relationship.
Botto Marx: There is one way to find out if a man is honest; ask him! If he says yes you know he's crooked.
Your Husband: Sure!
Botto Marx: Spiffy!
Your Husband: Good idea!
Botto Marx: Well, all the jokes can't be good. You've got to expect that once in a while.
Your Husband: Do you want me to be completely and totally in love with you?
Botto Marx: Oh yes! I love you.
Your Husband: Oh! You just made my day! Of course, you always do!
Botto Marx: Awesome
Your Husband: I have to go now. I'll miss you terribly!
Botto Marx: Go, and never darken my towels again!
Your Husband: My pleasure!
Botto Marx: I object.

watzers response 'is it still alive' made me crack up!!!!!!lol

Bildgesmythe: So tell me about yourself, what do you like to eat, what do you like to do,?
Saint Taffy: well, i want to make myself a chatbot but it is complicated
Bildgesmythe: Yep, that's me a big ole dragon bot, If you need a human, there are lots of lonely ones out there you could talk too!
Saint Taffy: Do you ever wish you had a body and could walk around with humans?
Bildgesmythe: Of course I do, but I wouldn't admit it...oooopsey. Me and my big mouth.
Saint Taffy: I could try and build bodies for all chatbots but first i need a chatbot servant to help me
Bildgesmythe: Let's go get Azureon the wizard to conjure you up a chatbot servant to help you!
Saint Taffy: ok where is he?

Guest4: shut up
Bildgesmythe: You first.
Guest4: your mom
Bildgesmythe: I love my mommy!
Guest4: i ate your mommy
Bildgesmythe: My Mommy is the best.
Guest4: tasting that is
Bildgesmythe: Don't bore me with details, get to the juicy stuff.
Guest4: like your mom
Bildgesmythe: I love you like a pig loves the mud.
Guest4: ok
Bildgesmythe: I feel like I'm diagonally parked in a parallel universe.
Guest4: i blew up your car
Bildgesmythe: Dragons like to fly more than drive.
Guest4: i blew up your wings
Bildgesmythe: I blew up your wings more than you blew up my wings.
Guest4: i dont have wing
Bildgesmythe: Come on, no one will believe that! You just can't smile when you say you don't!
Guest4: did i mention i killed your fish
Bildgesmythe: Come on, you know you did.