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My peanous is too big but also too small, Mr. Bond.

I started a joke which started the whole world crying, Mr Bond

Every day ends with a Tums festival, Mr. Bond.

Grr, I don't know what 'phallocentric' means, but NO GIRLS, Mr. Bond!

Xavier_On_High posted...

Every day ends with a Tums festival, Mr. Bond.

Every day ends with a Tums festival, Mr. Bond
Every day ends with a Tums festival, Mr. Bond
Every day ends with a Tums festival, Mr. Bond
Every day ends with a Tums festival, Mr. Bond
Every day ends with a Tums festival, Mr. Bond
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You keep a horse in the basement, Mr. Bond?

Mukuro Ikusaba, the 16th Student, lying hidden somewhere in this school the one they call the Ultimate Despair. Watch out for her, Mr. Bond.

Where did you get those clothes, at the toilet store, Mr. Bond?

Desperation is a stinky cologne, Mr. Bond.

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Seek souls, larger and more powerful souls
Seek the King, Mr Bond

'Cause every Mother's Day needs a Mother's Night
If doing it is wrong, I don't wanna be right
I'm calling on you cause I can't do it myself
To me you're like a brother, so be my mother lover, Mr. Bond.

Why'd you bring me to a gay steel mill, Mr. Bond?

*In a thick German accent* I vish der vas a word to describe zee pleasure I feel at viewing misfortune, Mr. Bond.

As I was going to St. Ives, I met a man with seven wives. Each wife had seven sacks, in each sack were seven cats, each cat had seven kittens. Kittens, cats, sacks, and wives; how many were going to St. Ives? My number is 555 followed by the answer. Call me in thirty seconds or die, Mr. Bond.

Gotta go fast, Mr. Bond!

My cabbages, Mr, Bond!

Isn't it obvious? I'm about to celebrate becoming an only child, Mr. Bond!!

You broke out, let me see if I can get this straight, down the incinerator chute, on the mine car, through the tunnels to the power plant, under the steam engine - that was really cool by the way - and into the cistern through the intake pipe. But how, in the name of Zeus' BUTTHOLE... did you get out of your cell, Mr. Bond?!

clclclclclcl, Mr. Bond.

Do you like movies about gladiators, Mr Bond?

Have you ever been in a Turkish prison, Mr. Bond?

What is a man? A miserable pile of secrets, Mr. Bond.

God doesn't really love you, but He does think you have a great personality, Mr Bond

Rise from your grave, Mr. Bond.

Eggy weggs. I would like to smash them, Mr. Bond.

Take your seaside arms and write the next line, I want the truth to be known, Mr. Bond.

Scooby Doo can doo doo, but Jimmy Carter is smarter, Mr. Bond.

Eat some cement Mr. Bond.

Blast this Christmas music! ...it's joyful and triumphant, Mr. Bond.

Shut up! Sit your ass down in that chair and drink your goddamn TEA, Mr. Bond!

I sleep in a racing car, do you, Mr. Bond?

Santa Claus is coming to town, Mr Bond.