She can turn the groceries into a time bomb. For real?
The mall changes, and when it does...I feel like...another dimension.
For 10 weeks, the kid was a piece of furniture.
Do you ever use hand soap? Good luck!
If I have to hear that song "Programmed To Boogie" one more time, I swear I'm gonna shoot that damn robot.
Ah, to be a soda can filled with intrigue! Those were the days.
There was a bird trapped in the vending machine. I tried to let it out through the bottom door, but it turned into a snake. Later I realized it was really a bag of Fritos with a mole inside.
Houston, we have french fries.
New York has become smaller than me.
...smells like a dead sandwich.
25 years ago, I lost a purple sticky hand at the skating rink. You know, one of those toys you can win with tickets? Some days I look up at the sky and wonder what became of it.
Oh well, we could use the chicken pot pies anyway.
The paint cans were coming up the stairs. I was terrified because I knew there were bowling balls inside; I could tell they had human eyes in the finger sockets.
...green pyramid with an orb. Is that right?
Some kind of flightless bird, flightless bird, flightless bird...
The funniest thing I ever did was hang that painting.
It's hard to be a physical thermos!
Eggface. Isn't that a shame?
