The out of context quotes thread

Wait, a pie with hobo-lifting aroma? Who baked it?

Helmut Spargel. He used to be the greatest chef ever.

His restaurant was so high tone, the only way to get reservations was to create a parallel universe where you already had reservations.
 
"NO, DON'T SING!"

*he jumps on Taylor Swift*

*a few hours later*


"Sir, we're arresting you because you assaulted a professional singer."

"I didn't ASSAULT her, James. C'mon, man!"

"Look dude, we have video recordings of you saying 'turn into a grandma, Taylor Swift! turn into a grandma!'"

"That's only because I was trying to use my aging device from my backpack! I would never beat someone up!"

"Regardless, we're going to have to take you away, Mr. Schnickerdoodle."

*Mr. Schnickerdoodle is put into handcuffs as he's lead away*
 
I would like to return your “ultimate belt.”

I see. Do you have a “receipt,” sir?

No, I do not have a receipt. I won it as a door prize at the Star Trek convention, although I find their choice of prize highly illogical as the average Trekker has no use for a medium sized belt.
 
"No worries! Glad it works for both of us. This episode brought to you by Flower Math. Flower Math, it's confusing."

"LMAO"

"felt like we were playing that one Mario Party minigame, where you have to like, choose the correct cup after they're switched around a ton."

"It definitely felt like it! I'm so sorry!"

"No worries, haha."

*from messaging Chibi.Hoshi on Discord
 
You really think I could do it?

Well, I don’t know. Are you man enough to test every one of your limits?

Yes.

And are you man enough to throw a punch, should the opportunity arise?

Yes!

And are you man enough to give me a 60% cut?

YES!!!

I’ll take it.

Woo-hoo!
 
🎶 Seeee myyyy vest! See my vest! Made from real gorilla’s chest. Feel this sweater, there’s no better than authentic Irish Setter. See this hat? ‘Twas my cat! My eveningwear? Vampire bat! These white slippers are albino African endangered Rhino. Grizzly bear underwear. Turtle’s necks I’ve got my share, beret of Poodle on my noodle it shall rest. Try my Red Robin suit, it comes one breast or two! See my vest! See my vest! Seee my vest! 🎶
 
Just look at all this beautiful “foilage.”

It’s not “foilage,” Mom. It’s “foliage.” Foliage.

That’s what I said, “foilage.” It doesn’t take a “nucular” scientist to pronounce “foilage.”
 
I’m looking for this guy. *pulls out a photo* Anybody know who he is?

Yeah, sure, we know him. That’s Mr. Burns.

He tried to kill our puppies.

He sexually harassed me.

He stole my fiancée.

He made fun of my weight.

…okay, so there’s been a little friction. Know his address?
 
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