“The blimp will make a resurgence.”
“Melancholy…Fruitdog? Pearpug?”
“I’m surprised there wasn’t a terrorist attack today.”
“Baby showers are easy. All you have to do is invite women – a bunch of them – and then tell them that someone is having a baby. Then you serve finger food.”
Waving hand in front of face after having a bit of gas: “Hold on a moment…RUN FOR THE HILLS.”
“This hanger saved my life,” he said, waving the impromptu Slim Jim he’d created to open his car after locking the keys in the trunk. “I’m going to keep it in my car so I’ll have it handy for next time.”
“Why would you drive all the way out here to buy a $30 bike rack? I wonder if he’s coming here to kill us.”
“That’s only about 1,200 calories. You probably burn that in a day just by talking.”
“He was like three years old. There’s no reason for a fish to live that long.”
“We had great luck winning…refrigerators.”
“The fish had lived, like, forever and I was moving out. So I flushed him down the toilet.” Bobby is then shocked to hear that the chlorine in the toilet water would have killed the fish. “I didn’t even think about that,” he replied. “I just thought I was giving him a fighting chance.”
I think it only fair to add the incident at dinner last night where he referred to the Pelican who drops off babies. Gee, and I always heard it was a Stork…!