Sally was in a wheelchair, and one day she decided: "You know what? FUCK ramps."
It'll work, it's based on my nightmares.
If you can think of a better way to become a supervillain, I'm all ears.
We're gonna need a bigger swatter.
"OK, it's ready. Let's go save the balloon boy."
FAKE! It doesn't have enough legs. Also, it's made of metal.
I DON'T CARE IF IT'S BAD FOR THE ENVIRONMENT! I WANT ONE!
It's not quite a magic carpet ride, but it did get him laid.
He was looking for a nympho, she was into nymphs, together they coined a whole new science, intimacy entomology.
Clearly, they are also attracted to shit.
Where is this desert with all this crazy shit going on?
Maverick's ego had been writing checks his body couldn't write once too often.
"I can't believe it. I spend four hour on my hair for prom, and he picks me up in the goddam dragonfly."