M.Bison is here to eat your children. Err, your quarters.
Casey gets stuck on MacGyver duty. Which is that you have to get your job done with only duct tape, a pocket knife, and a paperclip.
"Could you speak slower? Some of what you're saying is still escaping out my other ear. Thanks."
Someone forgot their hat. And, as part of the hat club, that meant they'd have to ride back home in the trunk.
They really should have coordinated their jackets to be all the different colors of the test pattern.
That's pure Fruit By the Foot energy right there.
A balanced meal.
Practicing for his 'Flight of the Concords' cover band.
Hugs weren't going to make up for trying to play the pinball on her shirt, but it was a start.
On the forefront of the 'boots & stockings' comeback.
Lynn checked her surroundings to make sure the coast was clear. Pizza thievery was an art to her.
Make a run for the outhouse.
Ali was pretty sure these wristbands didn't say "Ali is a doody-face" when they bought them.
The big screen, made up of little screens, held together by gum.
"Why did you say it was ok to take off my glasses?! You know full well that laserbeams shoot out of my eyes without these things. Now we need a new stage."