Wow! Old satellite dishes make great urinals! Go to town, Carl! Wheeeee!

"Little ruffians! And they didn't even get my phone number right..." *PSST!* *PSSSS!* "There."

A few shots of varnish and Carl was convinced he could see into the ladies' room if he stared hard enough.

"*tee-hee tee-hee tee-hee!" "Carl, control yourself. As I was saying, as the figure gets more erect..." "mmpfh *ha haha haaaa!*" "Damnit!"

Carl stood in trepidation, because he knew that those giant cubes of ice could fall from the ceiling tray on them at any moment.

"All out of quarters! Sheesh! Now I'll never get there!"

"I'm a cautious man ladies and gentlemen, that's why I handle my jalepenos with asbestos gloves! Live and learn!"

Even though the transplant of Bert's right hand and Ernie's left hand was successful, it just wasn't terribly useful.

Looks like Carl's building his own Caption This! in his living room.

People at home may wish to recreate this look with OTHER shows... we suggest slapping electrical tape over 75% of your screen and squinting.

"Keanu Reeves!" "No, Kolchak! It's a robot! Not Keanu Reeves!" "Wow! How can you tell? Do you have special glasses or sumtin'?"

"Okay... after careful examination of the body, I have determined that the killer was... YOU SUSY! Yes! I'm convinced you were the one who stabbed the man 18 times with a ninja sword! You can go now, Tzuki Nasawa..."

"Okay Carl... I'm going to let go of the nipple and you pull my stapler out... slowly..." "But it likes it in there! *TWIST!* OKAY! OKAY!"