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Post by Kurosaki Ichigo on Nov 10, 2006 14:48:04 GMT -5
Final Fantasy XII- Fran-*breaks out of handcuffs, starts kicking everyones asses* Balthier-I knew Fran didn't like to be tied up, but I never knew how much...
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Post by Aoyagi Ritsuka on Nov 11, 2006 22:16:51 GMT -5
me: "gotta love graphic stuff ^^ cuz violence is your friend"
shoujo: (about the coffee guys for Square Enix) "*hits coffee dude upside head* 'this is for keeping them up so long and them making the game so damn hard!' *whack, whack, whack*"
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Post by Kurosaki Ichigo on Nov 13, 2006 22:33:06 GMT -5
Balthier-*looks over at Vann and Penelo who are fighting, turns to Ashe who he was talking to before* Well, at least we brought some entertainment.
Balither-*about to go into King Raithwall's tomb; just after fighting huge bird* Oh, and I didn't think this would be hard at all! Of course there won't be enemies and traps to kill us all over.
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Post by Aoyagi Ritsuka on Nov 27, 2006 22:46:11 GMT -5
Goku- *runs over to Hakkai after being hit repeatedly with Sanzo's fan* Hakkai! You said Sanzo would be forgiving, but he isn't! Hakkai- That's why I added the probably.
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Post by Kurosaki Ichigo on Nov 28, 2006 21:36:51 GMT -5
My Mom-*looks under the carpet in her room* 'Oh my god! What polaks!'
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Post by Aoyagi Ritsuka on Nov 29, 2006 21:58:51 GMT -5
Captain Jack Sparrow- "I've got a jar of dirt, and guess what's inside it!" (have I mentioned this already? Curse my memory)
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Post by Kurosaki Ichigo on Dec 1, 2006 21:12:40 GMT -5
Tamahome-*looks at Mitsakake's cat who's dressed up as Miaka* 'Her eyes arn't that squinty! They're not! They're not!
Little Boy-*turns to Tasuki* Bye, Mr. Scary Face! Tasuki-*looks at kid, then away, mutters* Should I punch the little brat or not?
Tasuki-*thinks he's drunk* Ha ha! Elepant ears! Firefly! Chichiri-*sighs* That's the last time I ever try to talk serious to you.
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Post by Aoyagi Ritsuka on Dec 1, 2006 22:48:43 GMT -5
Me- *getting ready to shovel the driveway, wearing Mom's coat upon her request* *flailing around* What the-what's up with this thing?! Mom- *laughing* It's fur lining. Me- *still flailing* It's hot! Get it off me! Get it off get it off get it off!
(...I'm a bit overdramatic...)
TheCROW367 (11:10:52 PM): finally my dreams of becoming a hobo will finally come true (Oh Juan...)
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Post by Kurosaki Ichigo on Dec 2, 2006 14:44:31 GMT -5
Tasuki-*looks over to Nuriko* So, how's it goin' over there? Nuriko-*talking about Taka* He's still a basket case.
Mustang-*grabs dog that Feury is holding* Dog...I love dogs! Feury- Really?! You mean it?! Mustang-Of course! Dogs emboyd loyalty, they follow their master's command above all else! Be a jerk to them and they don't complain and they never once beg for a paycheck! Trust me Feury they're the great servents of man! Loyal canine hound salut thee! *laughs*
Riza-*shoots at dog* See you got a strict mommy now. The bathroom's out here. I guess you won't be doing that again will you, Black Hayate? Feury-What's wrong with you people?!
Hughes- Well there will be a few promotions unless Gran can survie his brain turning into hambuger meat.
Ed-What have I done to make eneime?! Ok...bad question.
Mustang-You can't say I didn't try and protect the kid. But i'll dutfully obey my order intill I become Fuhrer and everyone of them is obaying me. Riza-Be more discreat about those decerations, sir. Some might call them treason. Havoc-She's right chief. It's a proundious thing to say. You got a death wish or something? Mustang-That's a stupied question Havoc. I say it because it's true. And when i'm Fuhrer there will be changes! That day...all female officers will be required to wear tiny miniskirts!!! Havoc-*nose bleed, latches onto Mustang's leg* Your a mircale Mustang! I'll follow you for the rest of my life! Mustang-Yes!
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Post by Aoyagi Ritsuka on Dec 2, 2006 15:52:50 GMT -5
Me- "I don't wanna be human sushi..."
(My cousin sent these to me) Here are some signs and notices written in English -- more or less -- that were discovered throughout the world.
In a Tokyo Hotel: Is forbidden to steal hotel towels please. If you are not a person to do such a thing is please not to read notis.
In a Bucharest hotel lobby: The lift is being fixed for the next day. During that time we regret that you will be unbearable.
In a Leipzig elevator: Do not enter lift backwards, and only when lit up.
In a Belgrade hotel elevator: To move the cabin, push button for wishing floor. If the cabin should enter more persons, each one should press a number of wishing floor. Driving is then going alphabetically by national order.
In a Paris hotel elevator: Please leave your values at the front desk.
In a hotel in Athens: Visitors are expected to complain at the office between the hours of 9 and 11 A.M. daily.
In a Yugoslavian hotel: The flattening of underwear with pleasure is the job of the chambermaid.
In a Japanese hotel: You are invited to take advantage of the chambermaid.
In the lobby of a Moscow hotel across from Russian Orthodox monastery: You are welcome to visit the cemetery where famous Russian and Soviet composers, artists, and writers are buried daily except Thursday.
In an Austrian hotel catering to skiers: Not to perambulate the corriders during the hours of repose in the boots of ascension.
On the menu of a Swiss restaurant: Our wines leave you nothing to hope for.
On the menu of a Polish hotel: Salad a firm’s own make; limpid red beet soup with cheesy dumplings in the form of a finger; roasted duck let loose; beef rashers beaten up in the country people’s fashion.
Outside a Hong Kong tailor shop: Ladies may have a fit upstairs.
In a Bangkok dry cleaners: Drop your trousers here for best results.
Outside a Paris dress shop: Dresses for street walking.
In a Rhodes tailor shop: Order your summers suit. Because is big rush we will execute customers in strict rotation.
From the Soviet Weekly: There will be a Moscow Exhibition of Arts by 150,000 Soviet Republic painters and sculptors. These were executed over the past two years.
A sign posted in Germany’s Black Forest: It is strictly forbidden on our black forest camping site that people of different sex, for instance, men and women, live together in one tent unless they are married with each other for that purpose.
In a Zurich hotel: Because of the impropriety of entertaining guests of the opposite sex in the bedroom, it is suggested that the lobby be used for this purpose.
In an advertisement by a Hong Kong dentist: Teeth extracted by the latest Methodists.
In a Rome laundry: Ladies, leave your clothes here and spend the afternoon having a good time.
In a Czechoslovakian tourist agency: Take one of our horse-driven city tours - we guarantee no miscarriages.
Advertisement for donkey rides in Thailand: Would you like to ride on your own ass?
In a Swiss mountain inn: Special today -- no ice cream.
In a Bangkok temple: It is forbidden to enter a woman even a foreigner if dressed as a man.
In a Tokyo bar: Special cocktails for the ladies with nuts.
In a Copenhagen airline ticket office: We take your bags and send them in all directions.
On the door of a Moscow hotel room: If this is your first visit to the USSR, you are welcome to it.
In a Norwegian cocktail lounge: Ladies are requested not to have children in the bar.
In a Budapest zoo: Please do not feed the animals. If you have any suitable food, give it to the guard on duty.
In the office of a Roman doctor: Specialist in women and other diseases.
In an Acapulco hotel: The manager has personally passed all the water served here.
In a Tokyo shop: Our nylons cost more than common, but you’ll find they are best in the long run.
From a Japanese information booklet about using a hotel air conditioner: Cooles and Heates: If you want just condition of warm in your room, please control yourself.
From a brochure of a car rental firm in Tokyo: When passenger of foot heave in sight, tootle the horn. Trumpet him melodiously at first, but if he still obstacles your passage then tootle him with vigor.
Two signs from a Majorcan shop entrance: English well speaking / Here speeching American.
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Post by Kurosaki Ichigo on Dec 30, 2006 0:08:33 GMT -5
End of Fushigi Yuugi Ova 2(episode 9)-
Tasuki-*thinks he's dead* I always figured the after life would be prettier than this. This just looks like Mt. Taikuyoku. Chichiri-It is Mt. Taikuyoku! Tasuki-*Looks at Chichiri* Huh? Oh Chichiri! Your dead too, huh? Chichiri-We're not dead, ya know... Tasuki-How come you still have your mask on , now that your dead. Taiisukun-Well done all of you. I'm glad to see you all back here. Tasuki-*screams* I must be in hell!
Taiisukun-Raise your hands for questions. Tasuki-Me! Me! Taiisukun-Any questions about my apperance and you'll be sorry. Tasuki-Aw.... Taiisukun-Nuriko, smack him. *Smack!* Tasuki-Ow!
Little joke thing at the end of the Ova- Little Kid Tasuki-Papa! Mama! There's so many stars in the sky! They're all looking down at us! Taka-Are you sure nothing happened that night in the bar? Miaka-How many times do I have to say, shut up about it!
Gravitation-
Shuichi-La Li Ho!
Ryuichi-Na no da!
K-*shoves magum into Shichi's mouth* If you don't start writting lyerics in the next 5 seconds there'll be nothing left of you!
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Post by Aoyagi Ritsuka on Jan 9, 2007 18:28:28 GMT -5
Tim- Kirby's a whore! All he does is suck and swallow! (I was NOT expecting that at all...and he said that whilst shattering plastic spoons with a bent plastic fork)
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Post by Kurosaki Ichigo on Jan 25, 2007 16:48:03 GMT -5
Andy( a kid in my History class, we were in our group thing for the 'game' we were playing)-What am I suppose to do for a job? Poke the dog with a stick?
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Post by Aoyagi Ritsuka on Jan 27, 2007 19:12:21 GMT -5
John Bender: Hey, Cherry. Do you belong to the physics club? Claire Standish: That's an academic club. John Bender: So? Claire Standish: So academic clubs aren't the same as other kinds of clubs. John Bender: Ah... but to dorks like him, they are. What do you guys do in your club? Brian Johnson: Well, in physics we... we talk about physics, properties of physics. John Bender: So it's sorta social, demented and sad, but social. Right?
John Bender: Well, Brian, this is a very nutritious lunch. All the food groups are represented. Did your mom marry Mr. Rogers? Brian Johnson: Uh, no. Mr. Johnson.
John Bender: *pointing to Claire's lunch* What's that? Claire Standish: Sushi. John Bender: Sushi? Claire Standish: Rice, raw fish, and seaweed. John Bender: You won't accept a guy's tongue in your mouth, and you're going to eat that? Claire Standish: Can I eat? John Bender: I don't know. Give it a try.
Richard Vernon: What was that ruckus? Andrew Clark: Uh, what ruckus? Richard Vernon: I was just in my office and I heard a ruckus. Brian Johnson: Could you describe the ruckus, sir?
(when we were moving in, Scott's a friend of ma's boyfriend) Scott: *almost trips on a part of the stairs* Ow! Fuckin' halfstep!
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Post by Kurosaki Ichigo on Feb 25, 2007 21:00:31 GMT -5
Abel-*goes over to Tres* Oh, Sister...This is for his "come back to life" party trick... (episode 2)
Tres-Commencing 'stop' command. (episode 12)
Asta-Who said you could shorten my name?! Abel-But your other name is too hard to pronounce!
Abel-*empties his change purse* Four Dinars...Four Dinars! Oh Lord why is it always four Dinars! (episode 3)
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