Live at the Hollywood Bowl. damn, man. that's positively un-psuedo-english-emigrated-american of you, beestie.

There isn't a dragon alive that someone here hasn't killed.

The Cellar: 100% dragon free

"I remeber the first time I took antibiotics. Something inside me died that day."

I'm sure its been said, but just in case...

Abandon hope, all who enter here.

Here be dragons... dead.

well thats good for all the TINP people that found the cellar that way

The Cellar: Now with 200% more moderators.

i second that

The Cellar: That's right. We beat dead horses.

The Cellar: FUCK YOU!

The Cellar: If you dig it, they will come.

The Cellar: From Feces to Velocipedes, Your One-Stop Online Community!

The Cellar: Keep It In Your Pants Sick-O.

The Cellar: Yeah, we know your mom

the Cellar: This old forum? Why, I only post here when I don't care what I sound like.

love that movie. favorite movie of all time.

The Cellar: We don't know why you are here either.

The Cellar: Don't whine about the outcome if you didn't post.

The Cellar: If you're reading this I have 3 words for you. "Hook", "Line" and "Sinker"

The Cellar: If you're not part of the... Actually you are part of the problem.

The cellar: whines don't keep well here.

The Cellar: Where 'harass' isn't two words.

The Cellar: 3 foots for every wolf

Hoody Hoo!
Another one of my suggestions made it!
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The Cellar: We get our hair done in Reno, just to watch it dye.

TC: Way cooler than that last site you were looking at.
TC: Blow your mind - or maybe just open it up a little.

The Cellar: Our Hovercraft is Full of Eels.

The Cellar: Tourists on the Electronic Frontier

The Cellar: Frightened of Clowns

The Cellar: Hold My Mouse and Watch This!

The Cellar: Computer - $1,500.00 / Monitor - $350.00 / Our Opinions - Priceless

The Cellar: Whatcha Talkin' 'Bout, Willis?!

The Cellar: Crunchy Center, Surrounded by Chewy Nougat, Dipped in Chocolate and Sprinkled with Nuts

The Cellar: It's like kite-tubing on the internet.

Well, definitely sprinkled with nuts...

The Cellar: Learn how to prepare and serve every animal topic.

The Cellar: What's the frequency, Kenneth?

The Cellar: It puts the lotion on its skin, or less it gets the hose again.

The Cellar: A desperate last attempt to regain control of your disordered thought process.

are there really that many monkey's in the world?

The Cellar: Your sister's in charge of the splooge towel.

The Cellar: Your mom's kneepads need to be resoled.

The Cellar: Your sister's crotch smells like the toe webbing of a Hatian marathon runner.

The Cellar: Sambuca Powered, Remington Approved

The Cellar: We accept everyone! Except flamers, and trolls, and idiots, and people whose names start with "M", and...

The Cellar: Beyond Comprehension

The Cellar: Tickle your brain, and other parts

The Cellar: Revelling in our shibboleths

The Cellar: Breaching the levees on The River Styx.

The Cellar: The drunk drivers on the Information Superhighway.

The Cellar: Who the hell am I and why am I here?

The Cellar: Creating misfits one user at a time.

The Cellar: You don't go to CNN for dick jokes, so don't come here for hard-hitting news.

The cellar: we welcome all who... ah shut up, bitch!

The Cellar: Must you move your lips when you read?

The Cellar: Dealing on the agony within.

Have we done this yet?

The Cellar: We spit on your soul.
var: Spitting on your soul since 1990.

The Cellar: A Little Song, A Little Dance, A Little Seltzer Down Your Pants

The Cellar: I Couldn't Help but Notice That You Have a Little Dog-a Poopie on Your Shoes

The Cellar: Not Subject to the Third Law of Thermodynamics

The Cellar: Our Foam Does Not Peel Off During Launch

The Cellar: If This is My Thermometer, Then Where is My Pen?!

The Cellar: Wobbles But Does Not Fall Down

The Cellar: Comfortably Numb

The Cellar: But Wait...That's Not All! Order Now, and Receive *Double* Your Order of Insight!

The Cellar : A very cool smorgasbord.

The Cellar: Gyring and Gimbling in the Wabe

And keeping in the theme, a take on one I saw on Richlevy's button site:

The Cellar: The Mome Rath Hasn't Lived That Could Outgrabe Us

The Cellar: We'd let Andrea Yates babysit our kids.

The Cellar: If you think we stink, you should get a whiff of Jim McGreavey's cock.

oohhh! that one's mine! I should have added: *grabs crotch* to the end of it...

The Cellar: The Other Musical Fruit

The Cellar: You gotta love it. Otherwise, fuck off.

Good one. Made me laugh out loud.

The Cellar: Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends, we're so glad you could attend, come inside, come inside.

The Cellar is to Nick Nolte as _______ is to Gary Busey.

The Cellar: We made Steve Guttenberg a star.