Tish has lost her dignity.
Look under the sofa cushion. I find all sorts of stuff under there.
How long have we been here?
Somewhere between an hour... and a hundred thousand years.
Don't you want to broaden your minds?
Our minds are already broad enough.
Yeah, I already have trouble finding hats that fit.
How do you spell handsome?
CCherrie
M-e-l G-i-b-s-o-n.
[Carver is wearing a latex suit and helmet] You look like a roll-on deodorant.
Interesting. And how did you obtain your data?
I made it up.
I see.
Those geeks...those geeks.. Those geeks are my friends!
Way to go Carver! Wait, did he just say geeks?
TSTino's Mom
You know, a kite flies on a string, not a stick.
[pause] Wow, I could see your lips moving, but all I heard was "blah, blah blah".
It's the crazy, backwards universe.
Where up is down and boy bands play instruments.
The cliff-dwellers didn't have skateboards! Cliffs plus wheels equals BAD!
It's the crazy, backwards universe again.
Where cats chase dogs and sitcoms are funny.
If that counts as dancing then it counts as singing when I burp.
Mom, which one of these shirts projects a mysterious, vulnerable, dangerous, lost puppy quality?
TSTino's Mom
Come here. Let me feel your forehead.
I have here plans for a twelve-foot granite pyramid with twenty thousand miniature workers dragging stone blocks.
Uh-huh? And I have *here* cardboard, glue, sticks and paint.
Okay. How about a one-foot pyramid with two miniature workers dragging a sugar cube.
I know you spent a lot of time on those plans, Tish. I'm sorry you had to compromise your artistic vision.
And *I'm* sorry you had to sit on a tube of paint.
Oh great. Looks like I sat on a leprechaun.
You guys are toast.
Well you're double toast.
You're triple toast.
You're *French* toast.
*French* toast?
[sighs] It's been a long day.
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