Dibbley:
"Hi Maggie, I wrote you this poem. Roses are red, violets are blue, I like spagetti, let's fuck."
Artanas:
Guess who likes to chew on scaffolding...
TravisBickle:
Excuse me, I'm getting a little verklempt. I'll give you a topic - the Psychic Friends are neither psychic nor your friends. Discuss.
keogh:
"Impale Squiggy?" There's a feature I can get behind! These guys are marketing geniuses!
HanoverF:
"My psychic told me your camera would steal my soul!"
Agent Moldy:
Amplewoman's little sister, Sufficientwoman, newest Psychic Talk, USA trainee!
E_B_A:
Watch as the one on the left is absorbed by the one on the right through the psychic powers of osmosis!
E_B_A:
"And what do you see in this lad's future?" "Do you have any more sofa pillows?" "Sofa pill-" "We ate the ones you gave us." "Er..."
Artanas:
"Caller number 3, what have I eaten today?" "Huh?" "Tell me, and you win a prize" "Ummm... Kuwait?" "Sorry, the answer was the legendary city of Pompei."
E_B_A:
"I'm not sure about that- just a second... *CRACK* happiness is sure to bless you..." "Are you reading fortune cookies!?" "Hey, we all have our sources..."
Hippie:
Lifelike articulation! Fully poseable!
TravisBickle:
"Come into my web, said the spider to the fly." "That's no fly, that's a toddler." "Slap on the Heinz 57 and they taste the same." "Eeeek."
Artanas:
"Aw, c'mon Timmy, y'know you wanna see your aunt Ester all naked, jingling her puffy body to your delight!" "ARGH!!!"
Jazzsoda:
This is like a roach motel for humans.
Artanas:
"I can't believe this! Somebody left a perfectly good dung beetle here. Oh well, my luck! Yum!"