806 - The Undead
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I'd like to flea-bomb her, I'll tell you that!!
I want to go left, stupid horse!
You go and cry over there!
You gonna eat that?
Well, I think we've made a lot of progress this week.
But enough of us. Back to our film!
I'm just goingst to let thou off with a warning this time. And makest surest thou takest care of that taillightest!
How will ZZ Top carry on?
Oh, I had a horrible dream I wasn't a hooker!
"It was a road from living mind to living mind." - To sleeping audience.
Let us be little B-1 bombers.
"What the Hell is this? A bust of Chiang Kai-shek made of liver?"
Like nobody notices a giant midget on the floor!
I have the urge to pour Frangelico out of his neck.
Well rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham!
Oh, I wish I was a prostitute in the 20th century!
Well it really burns my toast when I misplace a decimal like that!
This is one tough Spelling Bee
Dinosaur...is...trying...to...take my...charm bracelet...!
You are going back farther, going back, back, BACK OH HE SNAGGED IT ON THE WARNING TRACK!
Take it easy, Diana. Don't let the sound of your own wheels drive you crazy.
"We are One... (We'll be me, for convenience sake.)"
It's the not-even-better-than-killing-yourself movie of the summer.
We'll make our last kiss as tepid as our first!
Boy, you have one litter of toads and people just won't drop it!
Press hard. You are making four copies.
"Pendragon, where do you go in such dejection?"
Meanwhile, in the better but more confusing story...
I'm a bad psychicical researchiculator.
Madness is just a cry for help.
Couple of Seconds of the Iguana.
This is subtle?!
Must be tough, having worms in your unitard.
I've never known more about what isn't going on in the movie.
Me in white satin!
Huzzah! Who's the babe?
"I have much to do this night."
Gotta help Strider move a couch.
So, fair thee well and stuff.
Why do I do this? I hypnotize all day then I go home to a cat.
The Knight from Muncie.
Sir Gull of Bull!
"I am nowhere." Oh, Nebraska!
Medieval Gallagher I guess.
"Pendragon wait." I am Nimrod from the future.
Oh, the wind... as your fist... flies passed... my face...
“This Place, Tis unhealthy.” I sense radon.
“Welcome to The Gabriel’s Horn.” Sorry we’re full.
Would thou eatest a jar of bugs?
Um, you're singeing your hair.
My glasses popped on!
That's it, we're doomed.
...am I not DEVO?
Mike, honey, you're scaring us...
Smolken's naked sometimes.
I haven't crapped in months!
And I get to lick the axe!
"Hey, he has a Ben Franklin ice auger".
Stand and fight, Sir Woman!
Fire in the projection room! Guess we can't watch the film.
Gettest thou a cemetery full of savings AT MENARDS!
alright hunker down, gird your loins....
She's all the way back to Quest for Fire time!
I will no longer shower or shave my legs...and i hate all Americans now!
"Time has little meaning in Tibet." - Neither does the word 'Taco-rific'.
Yeah ... Corman's a good director...
"The June Taylor Corpses!"
"If I sell my soul, I can pay the mortgage... Maybe get a bass boat..."
"Sir Bob of Packwood!"
"I'm goin' down to the Winn-Dixie™ for some grease that's sweaten from the murderer's gibbet!"
"Corman's Theory of Directing: Light, and get away."
"Let's see... What rhymes with 'coffin'? 'Often'... 'Soften'... 'John McLaughlin'..."
"I feel delighted in a generic way!"
"Someone on the set was in charge of tossin' cats around."
"Slightly Risky Liaisons."
"At Chili's™ we flame-broil our credits to perfection."
What artst thou supported with, Lydia?
By now that axe MIGHT make a nick in a banana.
He has a Ben Franklin ice auger
this guy was never in heaven, he was cast out of community theater...
Mom! Mom! Timmy took my Big Wheel!
Quickly away! To vague and confusing!
I'm a damn good imp!
Research has shown that my lap is the best place for her...
I've never known more about what isn't going on.
"FIGHT CHOREOGRAPHY by LEO SAYER."
"If this was a COEN BROTHERS FILM he would be in the wood chipper so fast."
"Grumpy, Sneezy, let me in it's Snow."
"Her breath smells like Fancy Feast."
When Satan thinks you've gone too far, you've gone too far.
I haven't crapped in months!
He also does puppet shows with the corpses.
Mom, would you butt out.
"First slowly" then fastly.
"Around the knuckle" over the gums "over the fingers" look out stomach here it comes.
"Excuse me, did I say nonsense?" I meant fluffernutter.
I should have never bought that cow dung sprayer.
I have mole hair thicker than her waist.
Satan, the Prince of Cabaret.
Hello, filth, didn't see you standin' there...
Worlds largest chin-ass.
Apparently there were Hardware Hanks in the middle ages... Getist thou a cemetery full of savings at Menards!
"Falling into a deep..." Cleansing! Discount! "..deep..." Heating! Purple!
He's offering her a hand grenade.
I'm not corpulent, I'm big boned
Goest, thou sack of doorknobs!
Oh, that can't smell good.
That's a lot of money back now.
Thank you Mr. Zuh-bub..
Wouldst thou pick me up a MAD magazine?
I renounce myself and all I stand for!
I'm ready for my execution, Mr DeMille...
"...I'll have known the most intriguing drama of my life." Well, THAT should have been the movie!
Er - excuse me? I'm looking for a tuffet?
Pulleth thy vehicle to the curb and showeth me thine drivers license and registration. Did thou knoweth how fast thou was driving?
I've...never known more about what isn't going on in a movie.
Here comes Friar Tucks Medicated Pads.
this kingdom has maybe six people
Oh, by the way, SLEEEEEEP!
Say friend, tell her that a Penny Saved is a Penny Earned.
I can still fit into the dress I wore at my baptism.
When I touch you, I think about myself... No, wait.
If you pledge your soul you'll get a Satan tote bag!
"Show me thy friend." Get thy own friend.
Me help! Attacked I'm being! Hitting me stop you must! God dear bleeding am I! Break my leg think I did you!
"In the second year of the reign of king Mark." King Mark the Forgetable.
Good, old fashioned nightmare fuel.
I call it "Bowling Ball in Repose".
"Do you see my hand?" Do you think I'm Dale?
You have fingers. I like that in a man.
Peter Pan, Antichrist.
Mmmm, her breath smells like Fancy Feast!
Dirty, greasy walls; a short-lived design flaw