Talk:RodRocket

My Personal Best

RodRocket "You'll call me, right, Jim?"

RodRocket "Okay! Who forgot to put up a new roll of toilet paper???"

RodRocket "Clamato. Chug it. All of it."

RodRocket "Li'l Smokies? I love Li'l Smokies! Do you have any cheese samples, too?"

RodRocket "At the tone, Federation Standard Time will be -- seven -- fifty-six -- and ten seconds." *ping*

RodRocket "Ah, but I didn't fart! I merely willed one into existence!"

RodRocket Lincoln Enterprises NEW ITEM! The "Major Kira" inflatable love doll, deluxe model with three cyberskin love passages. Renewable hymen allows you go "where no man has gone before" over and over! Bajoran lingerie and Nana Visitor sex talk CD sold separately.

RodRocket "And the Eleventh Commandment! Thou shalt be excellent to one another, and.... party on, dudes!"

RodRocket Egad! Frankie Avalon is working without Annette!

RodRocket THE MIRACLE U.F.O. DIET THAT SAVED FRANK SINATRA'S MARRIAGE

RodRocket B'Wana Bill's Cartoon Safari, with Jungle Judy, and Scoots the native guide

RodRocket o/`"Said I'm standin' next to that kookie mountain!

Going to chop that down with the edge of my hand, Jack!"o/`

RodRocket "We caught these two trying to escape the Neverland Compound, Mr. Jackson!"

RodRocket Bill Maher's secret double life, revealed in this week's Star!

RodRocket "I was a card carrying, fully paid up member of the Playboy Club for twenty freakin' YEARS! And then, one day, BLAM! They closed them all! They - closed - them - ALL!!! NO! No, no, no, Hooters just ain't a substitute! Those wings taste crappy, and they serve such small portions!"

RodRocket "Can you feel them, too? Like, have you ever felt up Marilyn Monroe?"

RodRocket "Sometimes, I tell people I'm Huey Lewis, and that I killed everyone in the News. I don't know, I guess I get bored."

RodRocket Roger Moore IS Madeline!

RodRocket "Shaggy and Scooby? They O.D.'d. Landlord found them dead in front of the TV. Daphne and Velma hooked up, left for the Dinah Shore Golf Tournament, and never came back. I started drinking, and wound up trading the Mystery Machine for a bottle of Thunderbird. Hanna-Barbera won't return my calls. You got a quarter you can spare?"

RodRocket "Couldn't we just kill them, Mike? Then fuck and make some new ones? Start fresh, you know?"