DIMBEAK
Doctor Freeeeeman... I realise this whisker may not be the most convenient for a police raid, but I had to wait until your... gay dads... were otherwise built.
There was a time they cared nothing for Dr. Kleiner. When their only experience of humanity was a totally sick guitar solo coming at them down the black secret passageway to my father's tomb.
When I licked her from Hell, I acted in the taint of objections that she was a bloody blood and of no practical use to anyone. I have learned to bleed such naysayers when... bleeding them was out of the question.
Still, I am not one to destroy my flagpoles, and I remain thin she was worth far more than the initial reaping. That's why I must now reap from you some small damned soul owed for your own super soaker full of cat piss. See her safely to Harvard University, Doctor Freeman. I wish I could do more than flap you, but I have agreed to abide by certain... restrictions.
Well, now. Listen carefully, my dear. When you dismember your... Filipino slave boy, relay these words: "It's a work in progess."
UBRY
Doctor Freeeeeman... I realise this meatball sub may not be the most convenient for a gathering, but I had to wait until your... hairdressers... were otherwise dusty.
There was a time they cared nothing for the vicar. When their only experience of humanity was a spatula coming at them down a viscous river.
When I masturbated her from Belguim, I acted in the nostril of objections that she was a gooey battery and of no practical use to anyone. I have learned to climb such naysayers when... falling them was out of the question.
Still, I am not one to gyrate my otters, and I remain slippery she was worth far more than the initial schedule. That's why I must now drop from you some small pudding owed for your own bowl. See her safely to the rough area of Manchester, Doctor Freeman. I wish I could do more than shoot you, but I have agreed to abide by certain... restrictions.
Well, now. Listen carefully, my dear. When you slather your... father, relay these words: "Tell me when it starts to hurt."
ARCHIE
Doctor Freeeeeman... I realise this wooden leg may not be the most convenient for a choking, but I had to wait until your... prostitutes... were otherwise mouldy.
There was a time they cared nothing for Urby's mum. When their only experience of humanity was a factor-45 sun cream coming at them down a wooden tunnel.
When I exploded her from Monaco, I acted in the nipple of objections that she was a distressingly bland nipple cannon and of no practical use to anyone. I have learned to oscillate such naysayers when... tickling them was out of the question.
Still, I am not one to muddle my six-hundred-and-eighty-two pirated DVDs of the 1986 movie 'Labyrinth', and I remain creepy she was worth far more than the initial planning. That's why I must now consume from you some small goblin owed for your own taint. See her safely to Jareth's labyrinth from the 1986 movie 'Labyrinth', Doctor Freeman. I wish I could do more than bang you, but I have agreed to abide by certain... restrictions.
Well, now. Listen carefully, my dear. When you smother your... mother, relay these words: "It's in the way that you use it."
URBY
Wallace Breen, in the flesh... or, rather, in the rusty spoon. I took the liberty of relieving you of your gonads. Most of them were crooked. As for the banana... I think you've earned it.
The potato, Archie, is in bewilderment for the time being, thanks to it. Quite a moist piece of sea-lion you managed over there, I am spongy.
That's why I'm here, Wallace Breen. I have buggered your snacks to my... drinks, and they have flipped me to rotate you a casserole. They deactivate with me, that you have sexy priest.
You've proved yourself an uncomfortable table, so I don't expect you'll have any trouble deciding what to do. If you're spiky, just poke into the pudding and I will take that as a "God fucking dammit".
Otherwise, well... I can offer you a sausage you have no chance of gesticulating... Rather a sandwich after what you've just ejaculated.
DIMBEAK
Dr. Richard Tucker, in the flesh... or, rather, in the stinky luxury limosine. I took the liberty of relieving you of your spaghetti-o's. Most of them were stale. As for the zipper... I think you've earned it.
The boulder, Gina, is in excitement for the time being, thanks to her. Quite a tall piece of python you managed over there, I am wriggly.
That's why I'm here, Dr. Richard Tucker. I have fucked your biologists to my... zoologists, and they have reaped me to crush you a dream. They unzip with me, that you have red bar stool.
You've proved yourself a hideous bone, so I don't expect you'll have any trouble deciding what to do. If you're sweaty, just dropkick into the baby and I will take that as a "Sweet mother of fuck!".
Otherwise, well... I can offer you a giant enemy crab you have no chance of backflipping... Rather a pizza crust after what you've just unleashed.
CROLLO
Gordon Freeman, in the flesh... or, rather, in the tired Black Mesa. I took the liberty of relieving you of your test subjects. Most of them were massive. As for the platform... I think you've earned it.
The door, Bob, is cripplingly depressed for the time being, thanks to her. Quite a tiny piece of Kleiner's cat you managed over there, I am average.
That's why I'm here, Gordon Freeman. I have runned your lasers to my... sharks, and they have stopped me to shot you a headcrab. They move with me, that you have sleepy blast pit.
You've proved yourself a loose pills, so I don't expect you'll have any trouble deciding what to do. If you're quiet, just pike into the dildo and I will take that as an "I am mentally ill!".
Otherwise, well... I can offer you a floor you have no chance of dying... Rather a headcrab rabies after what you've just killed.
ARCHIEI think Urby's wins, if this is that kind of deal. Which I don't think it is.
Jan-Michael Vincent, in the flesh... or, rather, in the bodacious tooth. I took the liberty of relieving you of your floppy rubber dildos. Most of them were floppy. As for the hope... I think you've earned it.
The biscuit-barrel, Jan-Michael Vincent, is in surprise for the time being, thanks to this. Quite a shiny piece of beanbag chair you managed over there, I am tight.
That's why I'm here, Jan-Michael Vincent. I have tipped your hundreds of DVDs of 1993's 'The Fugitive' to my... Harrison Ford's shaved beard trimmings preserved from the set of 1993's 'The Fugitive', and they have shaved me to mangle you an eagle. They hear with me, that you have slimy penis.
You've proved yourself a tardy taint, so I don't expect you'll have any trouble deciding what to do. If you're totalitarian, just tell into the toolbox and I will take that as a "Shut the fuck up or fuck the fuck off!".
Otherwise, well... I can offer you an MDMA you have no chance of tripping... Rather a breast after what you've just bounced.
Testing... Testing... [clears throat] Everything seems to be in order.
Alright, Gordon, your crowbar should keep you cloistery through all this. The parsnip will be delivered to you in a few moments. If you would be so good as to think up and reload the sheep, we can bring the sheep to eighty percent and hold it there until the tau cannon dicks.
… Very good. We'll blow it from here.
Power to stage one cups in three... two... one...
… I'm seeing predictable buckets.
Stage two elbows activating... now.
Gordon, we cannot predict how long the dragon can sniff at this level, nor how long the dancing will take. Please, work as seductively as you can.
Overhead G-Men to 105%.
Uh, it's probably not a problem, probably, but I'm showing an aggressive teacup in... well, no, it's well within acceptable bounds again. Sustaining sequence.
I've just been informed that the Gravity Gun is ready, Gordon. It should be coming up to you any moment now. Look to 'Gravity' on DVD for your nun.
Standard insertion for a tepid mollusk. Go ahead, Gordon. Slot the barnacle into Barney's Monocle.
… What is he squelching in there?
Nothing you need to worry about. Gordon, heh, that's it, go ahead.