Out of context
Excellent things I've heard today:
Do you have enough foil?
I have to flip him over first.
You are far too concerned with where my juices are.
Give him a second to drain his juices out.
Put the organs elsewhere.
It's okay, he can bulge through his neck.
Just take a look at that. It's an ugly animal, isn't it.
Yeah, and someone said, "I'm gonna eat that."
Just don't eat the eyes.
I like how big they are, they go clear up your arm.
Oh my god! I don't want to pee in the kitchen.
I'm sure there will be to come.
UPDATE:
Oh, Mommy just flicked my nipple.
No, Don't make it better! DON'T MAKE IT BETTER!!
Ungh! I'm going down! Ungh! It hurts!
UPDATE v2.0
I get him juicy and his skin pops.
I'm not sticking my hand in a molten hot ass, it's just not gonna happen.
There's some kind of bloody residue that I don't understand.
I like the way these come out when they are all creamy-ified.
ANOTHER UPDATE:
I killed 'em. I took 'em to Forks and I killed 'em.
Take a picture down the neckhole.
Oh no! You have a beard... You can't see that.
Oh yeah, nice. It looks like a skin disease.
I don't know what that was, but I just sucked it out of the inside of the turkey... and now the hole is bigger!!
I makes non-Newtonian fluid... and they we put them on top of the mashed potatoes. Ow, that's really hard to stir.
The harder I try, the harder it gets.
You gonna put that in? ... I thought that was the idea.
YET ANOTHER UPDATE:
White over here, dark over there. Segregation on the dinner table.
How long were you a mom?
Do you want to go eat at your house?
Can you stick it in your eye?
I'm getting faster and faster for me.
That'S not gonna fit. THAT'S NOT GONNA FIT!
Aww, I can't do it. I feel like I'm gonna cry.
Your throat won't let it go down.
Ow. Ow. Ow.
The harder I laugh, the closer it gets to the top.
THE LAST UPDATE:
The stuff is good, it's just hard getting it out.
What the fuck am I chewing on? I don't even know. Get the fuck out of my mouth!
Here, this one has the most whipped crap on it.
Since when is the lifting of one's fork an invitation to have crap dumped on them?
I don't know if it goes both ways, sorry.
I was not trying to poke you in the "soft bone", I was trying to stab you in the diaphram... that was kind of incriminating, forget I said anything.
Do you have enough foil?
I have to flip him over first.
You are far too concerned with where my juices are.
Give him a second to drain his juices out.
Put the organs elsewhere.
It's okay, he can bulge through his neck.
Just take a look at that. It's an ugly animal, isn't it.
Yeah, and someone said, "I'm gonna eat that."
Just don't eat the eyes.
I like how big they are, they go clear up your arm.
Oh my god! I don't want to pee in the kitchen.
I'm sure there will be to come.
UPDATE:
Oh, Mommy just flicked my nipple.
No, Don't make it better! DON'T MAKE IT BETTER!!
Ungh! I'm going down! Ungh! It hurts!
UPDATE v2.0
I get him juicy and his skin pops.
I'm not sticking my hand in a molten hot ass, it's just not gonna happen.
There's some kind of bloody residue that I don't understand.
I like the way these come out when they are all creamy-ified.
ANOTHER UPDATE:
I killed 'em. I took 'em to Forks and I killed 'em.
Take a picture down the neckhole.
Oh no! You have a beard... You can't see that.
Oh yeah, nice. It looks like a skin disease.
I don't know what that was, but I just sucked it out of the inside of the turkey... and now the hole is bigger!!
I makes non-Newtonian fluid... and they we put them on top of the mashed potatoes. Ow, that's really hard to stir.
The harder I try, the harder it gets.
You gonna put that in? ... I thought that was the idea.
YET ANOTHER UPDATE:
White over here, dark over there. Segregation on the dinner table.
How long were you a mom?
Do you want to go eat at your house?
Can you stick it in your eye?
I'm getting faster and faster for me.
That'S not gonna fit. THAT'S NOT GONNA FIT!
Aww, I can't do it. I feel like I'm gonna cry.
Your throat won't let it go down.
Ow. Ow. Ow.
The harder I laugh, the closer it gets to the top.
THE LAST UPDATE:
The stuff is good, it's just hard getting it out.
What the fuck am I chewing on? I don't even know. Get the fuck out of my mouth!
Here, this one has the most whipped crap on it.
Since when is the lifting of one's fork an invitation to have crap dumped on them?
I don't know if it goes both ways, sorry.
I was not trying to poke you in the "soft bone", I was trying to stab you in the diaphram... that was kind of incriminating, forget I said anything.