"Good lord! The whole squadron is crashing into the airfield! Isn't the radar guidance working?" "Radar? Ooh. Maybe I should pull my Eggos out of there then..."

"...oh, I get it. Cathy can't fit in that dress. Ha ha ha!"

"This is Walt Disney calling all the ships at sea, I just want to say... Surrender now, we are the true master race! Hey! Let me go, I'm not done yet!"

To him, there was no real distinction between a picnic and robbing a bank, and that was really Gordon's problem in a nutshell.

"Yup....see that one? That one's my husband"

"I can't see a damn thing!" "That's the blackboard sir, the window's on the other side of the room."

"Well sir... since I have no arms, could you fill out your speeding ticket for me? Sir? SIR!? *VRMMMMMM!* Now how am I gonna get on my bike again!?"

"I got stung. Suck the poison out." "I don't see any bite marks." "So? Orders are orders, private!"

"Now....see here captain, this is the route I'm going to take.....well, once I find my red hood that is."

"I didn't realize you lived so close to the Grand Canyon." "That's a painting, you fool!"

Give gramma the blue pills and she'd agree to anything.

"Igor, bring me more testicles." "For the monster, master?" "Monster? What monster?"

That caeserian could have been performed sooner.

"It isn't pretty, but it does the trick." "You have a strange idea of dentistry." "Ah, you mean 'unique'!" "No actually, I mean disturbing."

"I've replaced my wife's head with a cantaloupe. There have been some unfortunate side effects-" "You're mad!" "Please, let's focus on the task at hand."