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GOB: My mom really took up a bunch of your space, huh? What a bitch.
Lucille 2: What, what do you mean?
GOB: When she expanded her bathroom and moved your wall over. That’s why all your stuff’s sticking out.
Lucille 2: (Chuckles awkwardly.) Your mother really has a way of getting my goat.
Narrator: So, G.O.B. *bleep*ed Lucille 2.
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Narrator: That night, Tobias’s plan to change the streets with his gang also turned out to be ill-conceived.
Tobias: Hey, fezellas, looks like you guys are up to no good. Well… this gang used to be like that, too… three, four! (Rapping) / So, you think you’re tough / Well, we hate rappin’ / But don’t bust a cap in / ’Cause here’s what’s happ’nin’ / We’re breakin’ out some old-fashioned tappin’/
Hot Cop #5: (Singing.) / Hip of the Crips / There’s a new gang in town… /
Hot Cop #5: Oh! I’ve been shot!
Tobias: We miscalculated! Retreat!
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Tobias: All right, fellas, look, I know you know nothing but a life on the street. But I’d like to offer you something that the Queen Mary gave me. The joy of the stage. So, maybe you could, uh, start jeté-ing, and stop… je-terrorizing me.
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