[Alex]

I like your thread, Zo. I really hope you don't ruin the thread by explaining why the shit you created it.

 

[Alex]

i do what i want.

 

[Alex]

P.S. - this thread still sucks. A mod needs to move it to the NSFW section so I can post some fat ass titties in it.

 

[Alex]

This is stupid and so is the OP. I can't believe I accepted your friend invite on here.

Either tell us what happened or consider yourself -1 friend!!!!!

 

[Alex]

a good one.

Zo, stop being a twat and tell him about your stock suspension

 

[Alex]

Captain Lennox: So why Earth?
Sam Witwicky: It's the All Spark.
Keller: All Spark? What is that?
Sam Witwicky: Well, they came here looking for some sort of cube-looking thing. Anyway, Mr. NBE-1 here, aka MEGATRON...
[glares at Simmons]
Sam Witwicky: That's what they call HIM... who's pretty much the harbinger of death, wants to use the cube to transform human technology to take over the universe. That's their plan.

 

[Alex]

Sarah Lennox: [about their baby daughter] She has your laugh.
Captain Lennox: She laughed?
Sarah Lennox: Her first one.
Captain Lennox: Ah... are you sure she didn't just fart?
Sarah Lennox: [laughs] No, she's a lady.

 

[Alex]

Ironhide: You have a rodent infestation.
Sam Witwicky: A what?
Ironhide: [aiming cannons at Mojo] Shall I terminate?
Sam Witwicky: No! No! This is a chihuahua. We love chihuahuas.
Ironhide: He's leaked lubricants all over my foot! Hmmph!
Sam Witwicky: He peed on you? Bad Mojo! Bad!
Ironhide: Bad Mojo! Ugh, my foot's gonna rust...

 

[Alex]

Agent Simmons: Mean little sucker, huh?
Maggie Madsen: That thing is freaky!
Agent Simmons: Kinda like the itty-bitty Energizer Bunny from hell, huh?

 

[Alex]

Glen Whitmann: Okay, Maggie, look. Let me break it down to you, how it's gonna happen. They gonna come through that door, they're gonna play good cop, bad cop. Don't fall for that, alright?
[Maggie rubs her forehead]
Glen Whitmann: That's why I ate their food. See, they put the plate of donuts out here to test your guilt. If you don't touch it, you're guilty!
[exhibits up empty plate]
Glen Whitmann: I ate the whole plate. The WHOLE plate. So, me and you: they walk through that door, you don't say nothing.
[Agents enter the room, and Glen is calm up to the point an agent places his briefcase on the table... ]
Glen Whitmann: [pointing to Maggie] It was her! She did it! She did it! She's the one you want!

 

[Alex]

I just figured I'd take one last shit in this thread since it's going nowhere.