I might keep the peace with dual-barreled machine revolves back where I come from, but I ain't no cop.
An useless name, a forsaken connection.So that's where the bounty hunters must be from...
Hey, anyone want to explain to me what the man in the black suit was doing when I woke up?
Samething the Monkee impersonators were doing.
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I guess it is.Especially since we already had the real ones there.
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My Sig is loaded.Nah. Linguini.
I thought they preferred Feta Cheese.
I can tell you all I have nothing to do with those nasty coppers! I'm M15, all the way through.
Canondorf that just made my soul whimper in pain.
Speaking of pain who hired the 6'7" Dominatrix?
....and can I have her number?
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An useless name, a forsaken connection.What about the mutant carp?
Who watches the watchmen?It was deliciously slimy. Come to think of it, our mysterious cook never used any spices or showed up ever again, you know.
An useless name, a forsaken connection.Not to rain on anyone's parade, but... shouldn't a topic like this be in the Yack Fest subsection?
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Experience has taught me to investigate anything that glows.you mean that parade of super soldiers who wanted roasted guinea pigs?
Who watches the watchmen?Oh, man, don't remind me of that Guinea Pig marathon... good thing we had a very, very large bucket.
Bad thing it ruined the Jell-O.
Well, the Jell-O was on its way out anyway, after that trouble with the beaver and the Jehovah's Witnesses.
We're not just men of science, we're men of TROPE!Not after what happened with the elephant seals.
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That's the last time I get drunk around tropers and let them use my credit card.
Sweet crap, just look at these charges.
Okay, which one of you jerks paid $23,672.99 for a... "Klingon Lap-Danc- Okay, what the hell? How do you even...
All I can say is it's a good thing we ended up with 50 lbs of uncirculated $100 bills.
Ruining everything forever.Dude, we need that to pay for those Vietnamese Fighting Penguins. At least FEMA was quick to respond to them.
Hold on, guys! Guys! I think we're all forgetting about something...
...the bulldozer. Oh, crap!
JESUS CHRIST IT'S THE FEDS GET IN THE CAR
Umm *puts away badge* or me!
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