The Cellar: We drove Lindsay Lohan to rehab and made Britney put on undies; so, now we can relax and ... Oh look, it's Miley Cyrus!

The Cellar: We'll split you in two with this thing, then we'll make like a banana and split ... ourselves.

The Cellar: We'll split you in two with this thing called love.

The Cellar: We'll split you in two with this thing

The Cellar: We have plenty of room for you since Dorothy and Toto were no shows.

Glinda, however, is still available... MEAT OR EGGS, DAMN YOU!

shit!

My egg options are approximately zero. since I have plans for my "meat", can I request reassignment instead?

"meat or eggs" !!! you crack me up.

The Cellar: This old forum? Why, I only post here when I don't care what I sound like. That's why the others don't address me by my title ... yeah, that's it.

The Cellar: Supercallousedfragilemysticsplaguedwithhaliltosis, even though the sound of it is something quite attrocious, we love it here so please don't hate, we'll let you kiss our toesies.

The Cellar: We are very upset. If you come to the Cellar we will not help you. PARDON? SPEAK UP!

The Cellar: We're gonna tell our daddy on you. And he's got long hairy arms which are generally unkempt.

The Cellar: The drunk drivers on the Information Superhighway [see DUI - Dwellaring Under the Influence].

The Cellar: It's all about YOU! No, it's totally not about you.

And this means YOU. So, this was about you. But it's not all about you. In fact, most of it isn't about you.

There's a whole thread about you thinking it's about you, but it isn't about you. Not at all. In fact, if there were more from you, it would probably be even less about you, because you, you see, are pretty much a yahoo. You.

:lol:

Who?

You? No, not YOU! YOU!

The Cellar: It's all about YOU! No, it's totally not about you ...

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