The Semi-Official hello to SuperBabe thread V.I
t's got a cop motor: a 440 cubic inch plant. It's got cop tires, cop suspensions, cop shocks. It's a model made before catalytic converters so it'll run good on regular gas. What do you say, is this the new Bluesmobile, or what?
Jake: [to Sister Mary Stigmata] 5 grand? No problem, we'll have it for you in the morning. Let's go, Elwood.
Sister Mary Stigmata: No, no, I will not take your filthy stolen money.
Jake: Well then... I guess you're really up Shit Creek.
[Sister Mary Stigmata hits Jake Blues with a ruler for using that kind of language]
Sister Mary Stigmata: I beg your pardon, what did you say?
Jake: I offered to help you... You refused to take our money. Then I said; I guess you're really up Shit Creek.
[Sister Mary Stigmata hits Jake Blues with the ruler again]
Elwood: Christ Jake. Take it easy man.
[Sister Mary Stigmata hits Elwood Blues]
Jake: Oh shit.
[Sister Mary Stigmata hits Jake Blues]
Elwood: Jesus Christ.
[Sister Mary Stigmata hits Elwood Blues]
Jake: Shit.
Sister Mary Stigmata: No, no, I will not take your filthy stolen money.
Jake: Well then... I guess you're really up Shit Creek.
[Sister Mary Stigmata hits Jake Blues with a ruler for using that kind of language]
Sister Mary Stigmata: I beg your pardon, what did you say?
Jake: I offered to help you... You refused to take our money. Then I said; I guess you're really up Shit Creek.
[Sister Mary Stigmata hits Jake Blues with the ruler again]
Elwood: Christ Jake. Take it easy man.
[Sister Mary Stigmata hits Elwood Blues]
Jake: Oh shit.
[Sister Mary Stigmata hits Jake Blues]
Elwood: Jesus Christ.
[Sister Mary Stigmata hits Elwood Blues]
Jake: Shit.
Originally Posted by mikes2k,Mar 9 2005, 02:49 PM
t's got a cop motor: a 440 cubic inch plant. It's got cop tires, cop suspensions, cop shocks. It's a model made before catalytic converters so it'll run good on regular gas. What do you say, is this the new Bluesmobile, or what?
BFAmazon35: It's good to see you, sweetheart.
SuperBabe: You contemptible pig! I remained celibate for you. I stood at the back of a cathedral, waiting, in celibacy, for you, with three hundred friends and relatives in attendance. My uncle hired the best Romanian caterers in the state. To obtain the seven limousines for the wedding party, my father used up his last favor with Mad Pete Trullo. So for me, for my mother, my grandmother, my father, my uncle, and for the common good, I must now kill you, and your brother.
[BFAmazon35 falls to his knees]
BFAmazon35: Oh, please, don't kill us. Please, please don't kill us. You know I love you baby. I wouldn't leave ya. It wasn't my fault.
SuperBabe: You miserable slug! You think you can talk your way out of this? You betrayed me.
BFAmazon35: No I didn't. Honest... I ran out of gas. I, I had a flat tire. I didn't have enough money for cab fare. My tux didn't come back from the cleaners. An old friend came in from out of town. Someone stole my car. There was an earthquake. A terrible flood. Locusts. IT WASN'T MY FAULT, I SWEAR TO GOD.
[nakdboardr covers his head in anticipation of more gunfire, BFAmazon35 removes his sunglasses to make a wordless appeal, and the SuperBabe visibly softens]
SuperBabe: Oh, BFAmazon35... BFAmazon35, honey...
[BFAmazon35 embraces the SuperBabe and they kiss]
BFAmazon35: [to nakdboardr] Let's go.
[He drops the SuperBabe and walks off]
nakdboardr: [to the SuperBabe as he steps past her] Take it easy.
SuperBabe: You contemptible pig! I remained celibate for you. I stood at the back of a cathedral, waiting, in celibacy, for you, with three hundred friends and relatives in attendance. My uncle hired the best Romanian caterers in the state. To obtain the seven limousines for the wedding party, my father used up his last favor with Mad Pete Trullo. So for me, for my mother, my grandmother, my father, my uncle, and for the common good, I must now kill you, and your brother.
[BFAmazon35 falls to his knees]
BFAmazon35: Oh, please, don't kill us. Please, please don't kill us. You know I love you baby. I wouldn't leave ya. It wasn't my fault.
SuperBabe: You miserable slug! You think you can talk your way out of this? You betrayed me.
BFAmazon35: No I didn't. Honest... I ran out of gas. I, I had a flat tire. I didn't have enough money for cab fare. My tux didn't come back from the cleaners. An old friend came in from out of town. Someone stole my car. There was an earthquake. A terrible flood. Locusts. IT WASN'T MY FAULT, I SWEAR TO GOD.
[nakdboardr covers his head in anticipation of more gunfire, BFAmazon35 removes his sunglasses to make a wordless appeal, and the SuperBabe visibly softens]
SuperBabe: Oh, BFAmazon35... BFAmazon35, honey...
[BFAmazon35 embraces the SuperBabe and they kiss]
BFAmazon35: [to nakdboardr] Let's go.
[He drops the SuperBabe and walks off]
nakdboardr: [to the SuperBabe as he steps past her] Take it easy.









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