Beedo:
Base, this is Alpha-1.  I just saw
a coyote go past me downwards. 
Please advise.  Over.

JediClone:
"... ATTACK!... There's nothing here!"
The Deceptacon raids would have been
more effective if Starscream stopped 
and asked directions every now and then.
 

Angel_Noir: 
Roswell. Accepting disregaurded 
alien garbage since 1947! 

Beedo: 
Oh, great, Kuzblat.  First you 
crash at roswell, now here.  I'm 
getting your license revoked!

Xylorjax: 
We now return you to Tremors 3: 
Shake Harder, already in progress.

NightTrain: 
\o Gonna see Miss Liza, gonna  
go to Mississippi....o/ 

E_B_A: 
The Fresh Prince comes with a helpful 
handle so you can easily toss him 
into that oscilating fan. 

HanoverF:  
"Oh damn, Uncle Phil is gonna kill. me...  
maybe I can blame this all on Carelton!" 

Beedo: 
Thank you sir, may I have another?!

Angel_Noir:   
After the shell shock, Jim's family  
would have to endure him  
"infultrating" the weekly picnic.

Geek_Spice:
 I ain't gonna squal like a pig!  Screw you!

Xylorjax:  
I don't want to know I don't want 
to know I don't want to know...
 

NightTrain: 
"C'mon, muthutf---uh! Ah wants 
to hear me some Queen Latifah!" 

Xylorjax: 
"SIT DOWN!  WE'RE 
RUNNING LATE!"

Beedo: 
Whaddaya know!  Someone DOES 
keep gloves in the glove compartment!
 

Angel_Noir: 
"Die Hard 12: Die Hard with Butane" 

NightTrain: 
Logan's Casual Trot 

Neoknight: 
"Gen X Boy... away!"

Beedo:
Twister's comin', Pa!

Beedo:
"You talkin' ta me?  Are you talkin'
ta me?!"  "Dad, drop it."

Angel_Noir:  
Bob prepares himself for another  
one of his dad's "You-know-I-used-  
to-spar-with-Bruce-Lee" stories.  

Xylorjax:  
"The alien virus?  My idea.  I'm  
telling you, Jay, this schlepp did  
nothing to save the earth!  Nothing!" 

HanoverF:  
"Hey you sexy little intern, come here and sit  
on my lap! I'm president of a chess club!" 

E_B_A:  
"And then he cuts a hole in the bottom of the 
bag of popcorn so when I stick my hand in..."