Would there be any possibility of using this ( sourceforge.net/projects/ushock/ ) to somehow get unreal levels to load on our opensource engine (It's in C, but it's very C++ like)? ( sourceforge.net/projects/chaosesqueanthology/ ) (darkplaces fork)
I looked at the code and it looks insane daunting (your viewer), how did you make it? In our engine one just goes to model_brush.c adds a file handler, and then model_shared and points to that handler. But this one is so involved.
It's like wheels within wheels and we'd never beable to ever adapt it. :( Since we don't have it in our head.
The best we were able to do recently is get obj files working as proper maps.
Aqua Teen Hunger Force (also known by various alternative titles) (2000–15) is an animated television series from the Cartoon Network's Adult Swim programming block. The show follows the exploits of three anthropomorphic fast food items: Master Shake, the milkshake; Frylock, the carton of French fries; and Meatwad, the meatball. Contents
1 Video Ouija 2 The Unremarkable Voyage 3 Remooned 4 Gee Whiz 5 eDork 6 Robositter 7 Little Brittle 8 Moon Master 9 Diet 10 Dusty Gozongas 11 T-Shirt of the Living Dead 12 Hypnogerm 13 Carl 14 External links
Video Ouija
[in living room playing Video Oujia] Game: Welcome to Video Oujia. Meatwad: [slowly] Spirits that haunt this house....COME OUT! And play with me! Master Shake: What do you think you're runnin' the Matrix? You're gonna break that thing. Meatwad: SSSHH! You disturbin the presence... Frylock: Shake, he needs silence so he can talk to the dead. Master Shake: What he needs is lack of oxygen so he can become the dead.
Billy Witch Doctor: One convenient locations...in Africa.
Master Shake: [final note before suicide] Friends...relations...whatever the hell Meatwad is... I've lived a full life. It's actually been...pretty bitchin'. But now, regrettably, my life has been taken. Please bury me with all my stuff, because you know it's mine. Dearest Meatwad: Turn on that dumb game 'cause I'm gonna wail on you from the grave, baby! Suck it up, mutha! Missing you already, M.S.
Billy Witch Doctor: Chicken arise! Arise chicken! Arise!
Carl: So uh, can we stop holdin' hands in fairy land here?
Frylock: Okay, Meatwad. Time to put the game up. It's gettin' late. Meatwad: Come on!! Just one more dead person, please? Just one more dead guy. Frylock: All right, one more. Meatwad: Spirits that haunt this house. Tell me...what was we talkin' 'bout? Game Ghost: My sister's baby. Meatwad: Oh yeah, one them other dead boys told me about that. How she doin? Game Ghost: She's dead. We're all dead. Meatwad: Well at least she had all her fingers and toes, you know what I mean?
Billy Witch Doctor: Please, all together, hold hands. Carl: No, no no no. No, no. No, sir. I don't know what kinda vibe you think got off me but I don't play that way. I'm not that way! Frylock: Carl.. Carl: I don't uh... do both sides of the field. Offense and defense, you know, with the short shorts? No- Frylock: Carl, it's just a seance, it's not that way, come on, will ya? Billy Witch Doctor: Now, please. Kiss him deep with tongue. Carl: Do what?! Billy Witch Doctor: Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho. Just kid. Just kid, dirty boy. Touch hands. [Frylock and Carl join hands and Meatwad takes a Polaroid pic] Meatwad: You boyfriend and boyfriend! Frylock: Meatwad!
Billy Witch Doctor: Please. Read from sheets. I Am... Frylock, Carl, Meatwad: I Am... Billy Witch Doctor: Sofa King... Frylock, Carl, Meatwad: Sofa King... Billy Witch Doctor: We Todd Ed... Frylock, Carl, Meatwad: We Todd Ed... Billy Witch Doctor: Now, repeat all very fast, please. Frylock, Carl, Meatwad: I Am Sofa King... Billy Witch Doctor: Faster. Frylock, Carl, Meatwad: I Am Sofa King We... Billy Witch Doctor: No, no, not so fast. Loses meaning. Frylock, Carl, Meatwad: I Am Sofa King We Todd Ed. Billy Witch Doctor: Hohohohoh, you say funny thing.
The Unremarkable Voyage
[Spacataz - The Mooninites are flipping off the Plutonians as their ship zooms by the Mooninites] Oglethorpe: Oh, he did not do that! Emory: What, what'd you see? Oglethorpe: That dude back there just flipped me off! [Cut to the Mooninite's ship] Err: Did he see it? Ignignokt: Oh, yes, Err. He saw the finger. My question is, does he know what to do with it? [On the Plutonian's ship] Oglethorpe: Stop the ship! Emory: Okay... you know we're not supposed to stop, at this speed- Oglethorpe: Stop it at this speed! [On the Mooninite's ship] Err: Ohh man, that's just gonna-- Oh man he's backin' up! Fuckin' fly, he's backin' up!! Come on!! Ignignokt: [giving both middle fingers] No. We'll double his pleasure. Err: [giving both middle fingers] Take two mother muchachos! Ignignokt: And call us in the morning. Err: Yeah, call us! We'll be drunk! Oglethorp: Hey what's wrong with your fingers? They seem to be all up in my grill when they would be better placed...CRAMMED UP YOUR BUTTOCKS...BIZNATCH! Emory: You should say that to his face. Oglethorp: I will, just as soon as I flip them off! I- [Tries and fails since he has tentacles and not fingers] You flip them off with your fingers, Emory! Emory: [Having the same problem] I- I can't get it to do right. Oglethorp: Well, then, show them the dark side of the PLUTONIAN MOON! [Cut to the Mooninites' ship] Err: Heh heh- what the-? Dude, they're moonin' us!
[Spacecataz- Oglethorp is planning to prank the Mooninites] Emory: All right, dude... let's just cut our losses, and walk away. Oglethorp: Nein! The time for maturity is OVER! [He dials a pizza place] Oglethorp: Hello- I would like to order one million... no, wait- FIFTY MILLION LARGE PIZZAS! [Later, when a cargo ship is unloading the pizzas on the Mooninites' ship] Oglethorp: Look at them! They are so stuck with that bill. It's not even funny, but I am laughing anyway! Ha ha ha ha ha!
[Frylock uses his newly invented shrink ray to shrink down a computer chip] Frylock: Amazing! Do you realize that now this chip can be inserted into a microbot that enter into someone's skin through a pore- Meatwad: [takes microchip] Or it can be inserted into the mouth, manually, so it can battle hunger and taste good. [swallows microchip] Master Shake Oooh! Frylock: Tell me you didn't just eat that frickin'- Meatwad: Well boy you said it was a chip. So where's the dip? Or am I lookin at him? Master Shake: Oooooh! You did not even just do that! You are so dead! Oh NO you DIDN'T! Oh my God! Master Shake: Alright, my teeth feel gritty, and I'm gonna lie down.
Frylock: I need that chip Meatwad. One way...or the other. Meatwad: Oh okay. Fecal matter. Stool sample. Frylock: Don't talk about it, just do it. Meatwad: Well I don't do it. My body consumes all waste material. It's like the Thunderdome in here, only, two men enter...no man leaves. Rated R. Frylock: No! Meatwad: Starring Mel Gibson, and Master Blaster. Frylock: Are you serious?! Meatwad: Yep. Frylock: You don't... Meatwad: Don't what? Frylock: Uuuhh... Meatwad: Come on. Frylock: Uuhh...you know... Meatwad: Look, we are all adults here. You can say it. Frylock: Uh, poop? Meatwad: [laughing] YOU SAID POOP!! Hey Shake, Frylock said poop in here! Master Shake: [from bedroom] Poop! HAHAHA! [vomits] HAHAHA! Poop!
Remooned
Err: Is he all right? Ignignokt: Cliff hasn't been "all right" since the lunar war.
Ignignokt: It feels good to stretch my legs. Boy, I haven't bitch-slapped someone since Tucson. Err: Bend over slave! Ignignokt: Prepare for a pride-obliterating bitch-slap.
Err: Carlito wants his hand back.
Ignignokt: Cash our check and you will get...immortal. Err: Neverending life. Carl: ...Nah. Sometimes I kinda wanna die.
(Master Shake & the Mooninites at a convenience store) Master Shake: What do you mean no? Do you know how much this check is for? 'Cause I do not! Clerk: Uhh, we don't cash checks here. Master Shake: And we don't respond to threats. Let me say it one more time in a language I like to call English. Or maybe I should say it in Mexicano: Get back there-o and cash-o de check-o, amigo. Andale! Andale! Ignignokt: He's not responding, cup. Lay into him more. Err: (from ouside) Lay into him some more! Ignignokt: I've got this Err. Clerk: Uhh, that thing is your check? Master Shake: Yeah, that is the check. Clerk: Well, we don't cash 'em. Master Shake: Oh you never seen a check before? Oh, me so sorry. Maybe you're in the wrong business, and maybe immigration would like to know about this. Clerk: Good, 'cause you know what? I'm American. Master Shake: Well, I'm not, but when I become one, maybe then I'll legally buy a weapon and we won't have to vote you out of office, won't we scumbag?! (Cut to Master Shake & the Mooninites outside of the store) Master Shake: Unbelievable! Ignignokt: Unfathomable. Master Shake: Y'know, they sneak in and then they try to rule us. (Looks into the store) Well, I'm gonna sneak into your country and do this job there and then not cash any of your friggin' checks! How will you like that?! You won't, because you'll be here!
Shake: What happened? Did he buy it? Meatwad: I bought me some gum. Shake: Where did you get gum? Ignignokt: Where did you get gum? Meatwad: In there. In the gum aisle. Err: Perfect. Shake: That's not what we sent you in there for! Meatwad: But that's what I come out with.
Master Shake: Where did you get gum? Meatwad: In there, in the gum isle. They got a whole lot of stuff in there. Ignignokt: Tell me, were there weanie-wraps? Meatwad: Microwavable, but weanie-wraps none the less, and burger-dorps. Err: Burger-drops! (jumps through the window and starts shooting lasers). Meatwad: And burrito-cakes. Master Shake: I thought they stopped making those. Meatwad: And pizza-balls Master Shake: Pizza-balls?! Ignignokt: Do they have lil' turkey-muffins?
Frylock: No, Shake. The other kind. The bad kind. The kidney-losing kind. In fact, this is not a check at all, Shake. This is a bill, for home care! Master Shake: Impossible. That's not a bill. Frylock: This is... Cliff, does anyone know a Cliff? Ignignokt: Yes, my name is Cliff, and that's not a bill. Tell him, Err. Err: That's a bill. Ignignokt: A bi— Why are we trying to cash a bill, Err? Err: I don't know. It's your uncle. Ignignokt: It is my uncle. Don't you forget it. Err: On the way down, I kept saying, 'This is a bill.' Just figured you knew something I didn't. Ignignokt: I did know something I didn't! But it wasn't that. Master Shake: Wait a minute. I've been hauling a radioactive bill all over town, for you guys?
Gee Whiz
George Lowe: Standards and practices are a vital link in keeping good and funny ideas away from you, the television viewer. Watch how this nun reacts when we blow her brains out. George points a shotgun at a smiling nun's head and pulls the trigger. Her head explodes and blood starts pouring out. TV Warning: No! Permission not granted! George Lowe: Oh no, looks like someone's about to get an e-mail. The same scene is then re-enacted, yet this time a rainbow pours out instead of a blood. George Lowe: Looks like someone's about to get an "A". By following the rules, you're guaranteed to make a mediocre product that no one can relate to.
Meatwad: Hey. Hey. Hey, hey. Do a search ... for free pizza. Then see if it come out this drive. [looks in empty cup] Is this a drive? Frylock: I'm reading my news, if you don't mind. Meatwad: News is good food for your mind, but I want food for my mouth. [brief silence] Meatwad: [muttering] You better hear what I'm sayin', I'll unplug this whole computer...
[Angry that Meatwad is pretending he's pregnant, Shake angrily jumps up and down with his eyes shut and his mouth open screaming] Shake:(angrily screaming) I should be the one!
Meatwad: So, what was we talkin 'bout here? Frylock: Well people say they're seeing the face of, the J-man, and they're claiming to be healed. Meatwad: Uh-huh. Who's the J-man? Frylock: Ya know...starts with a J, son of...G. Died and went to H...on the C? Meatwad: Died on the C...Commode. Commode! Elvis! It's Elvis! Frylock: No, but he was a king. And he did live in a Graceland of sorts. [Frylock sighs as Meatwad continues to not get it] He looks like Ted Nugent. Meatwad: Oh yeah, I know that ol' boy! It's Je- Frylock: Don't say it! Let's just call him...Gee Whiz.
Meatwad: Dear Gee Whiz, please bless thine presence with a 16-inch thick crust meat craver's special, with the mild sauce. Amen. And please bring a side of wings while we wait. Frylock: Meatwad, what the hell are you doing?! Meatwad: Shut up! He's making pizza!
Meatwad: Oh, Boy I apologize. My hormones are goin' nuts. Now please, if you would, get the fuck out of my way. I mean, how many times do I have to fucking write ice cream on this fucking list before someone gets their shit in gear, and brings home the fucking ice cream! Maybe I should get a steak knife AND ETCH INTO YOUR MOTHERFUCKING FOREHEAD! HOW HARD CAN IT FUCKING BE!!!!! ICE MOTHERFUCKING CREAM!!!!! I GUESS THAT'S THE PRICE I PAY FOR LIVING WITH TWO FUCKING MORONS!!!!! Master Shake: What happened to courtesy? Did it just disappear? Frylock: I just can't believe it. Master Shake: WHO WOULD MAKE LOVE TO THAT??! How do you make love to...do you have a book...how do you do it, I'm asking.
Frylock: I stole this ultrasound program off the internet. Shake: Well that's stealing. Frylock: I said I stole it. Shake: Would you get me the Lord of the Rings? Frylock: I already have that. It's on my hard drive. Ok, Meatwad, now- Shake: [interrupting] How 'bout watchin' it?
Ted Nugent: Hey how you guys doin'? Anybody without a gun, a knife, a handkerchief and a chapstick get the fuck outta here! Frylock: Who are you? Shake: Gee Whiz? Carl: That is FREAKIN TED NUGENT! [shot with an arrow] Ahh! you shot my arm! Ted Nugent: Sorry man, thought you were a varmin. Shake: Wango ze tango eh? Ted Nugent: Yes it is my image you saw in that billboard Shake: I kept tellin' him, Ted Nugent. He's stupid Frylock': What are you doing here? Ted Nugent: Which of you numbnuts left a dollar in front of my billboard?
Carl: Hey Nug, you gonna sign my arrow? Ted Nugent: Don't move man. Carl: I got a Cat Scratch Fever loincloth I still wear on laundry night. Ted Nugent: I'm tellin' ya, don't move! Carl: Why, what's the- AAAAAHHH!! [Carl explodes; rainbow appears] Frylock: Well I'm sure glad that wasn't blood. I would have been motherfuckin' offended out of my fuckin' ass. Master Shake: Me too, ya motherfuckin' cock-suck.
Aqua Teen Hunger Force (also known by various alternative titles) (2000–15) is an animated television series from the Cartoon Network's Adult Swim programming block. The show follows the exploits of three anthropomorphic fast food items: Master Shake, the milkshake; Frylock, the carton of French fries; and Meatwad, the meatball. Contents
1 Video Ouija 2 The Unremarkable Voyage 3 Remooned 4 Gee Whiz 5 eDork 6 Robositter 7 Little Brittle 8 Moon Master 9 Diet 10 Dusty Gozongas 11 T-Shirt of the Living Dead 12 Hypnogerm 13 Carl 14 External links
Video Ouija
[in living room playing Video Oujia] Game: Welcome to Video Oujia. Meatwad: [slowly] Spirits that haunt this house....COME OUT! And play with me! Master Shake: What do you think you're runnin' the Matrix? You're gonna break that thing. Meatwad: SSSHH! You disturbin the presence... Frylock: Shake, he needs silence so he can talk to the dead. Master Shake: What he needs is lack of oxygen so he can become the dead.
Billy Witch Doctor: One convenient locations...in Africa.
Master Shake: [final note before suicide] Friends...relations...whatever the hell Meatwad is... I've lived a full life. It's actually been...pretty bitchin'. But now, regrettably, my life has been taken. Please bury me with all my stuff, because you know it's mine. Dearest Meatwad: Turn on that dumb game 'cause I'm gonna wail on you from the grave, baby! Suck it up, mutha! Missing you already, M.S.
Billy Witch Doctor: Chicken arise! Arise chicken! Arise!
Carl: So uh, can we stop holdin' hands in fairy land here?
Frylock: Okay, Meatwad. Time to put the game up. It's gettin' late. Meatwad: Come on!! Just one more dead person, please? Just one more dead guy. Frylock: All right, one more. Meatwad: Spirits that haunt this house. Tell me...what was we talkin' 'bout? Game Ghost: My sister's baby. Meatwad: Oh yeah, one them other dead boys told me about that. How she doin? Game Ghost: She's dead. We're all dead. Meatwad: Well at least she had all her fingers and toes, you know what I mean?
Billy Witch Doctor: Please, all together, hold hands. Carl: No, no no no. No, no. No, sir. I don't know what kinda vibe you think got off me but I don't play that way. I'm not that way! Frylock: Carl.. Carl: I don't uh... do both sides of the field. Offense and defense, you know, with the short shorts? No- Frylock: Carl, it's just a seance, it's not that way, come on, will ya? Billy Witch Doctor: Now, please. Kiss him deep with tongue. Carl: Do what?! Billy Witch Doctor: Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho. Just kid. Just kid, dirty boy. Touch hands. [Frylock and Carl join hands and Meatwad takes a Polaroid pic] Meatwad: You boyfriend and boyfriend! Frylock: Meatwad!
Billy Witch Doctor: Please. Read from sheets. I Am... Frylock, Carl, Meatwad: I Am... Billy Witch Doctor: Sofa King... Frylock, Carl, Meatwad: Sofa King... Billy Witch Doctor: We Todd Ed... Frylock, Carl, Meatwad: We Todd Ed... Billy Witch Doctor: Now, repeat all very fast, please. Frylock, Carl, Meatwad: I Am Sofa King... Billy Witch Doctor: Faster. Frylock, Carl, Meatwad: I Am Sofa King We... Billy Witch Doctor: No, no, not so fast. Loses meaning. Frylock, Carl, Meatwad: I Am Sofa King We Todd Ed. Billy Witch Doctor: Hohohohoh, you say funny thing.
The Unremarkable Voyage
[Spacataz - The Mooninites are flipping off the Plutonians as their ship zooms by the Mooninites] Oglethorpe: Oh, he did not do that! Emory: What, what'd you see? Oglethorpe: That dude back there just flipped me off! [Cut to the Mooninite's ship] Err: Did he see it? Ignignokt: Oh, yes, Err. He saw the finger. My question is, does he know what to do with it? [On the Plutonian's ship] Oglethorpe: Stop the ship! Emory: Okay... you know we're not supposed to stop, at this speed- Oglethorpe: Stop it at this speed! [On the Mooninite's ship] Err: Ohh man, that's just gonna-- Oh man he's backin' up! Fuckin' fly, he's backin' up!! Come on!! Ignignokt: [giving both middle fingers] No. We'll double his pleasure. Err: [giving both middle fingers] Take two mother muchachos! Ignignokt: And call us in the morning. Err: Yeah, call us! We'll be drunk! Oglethorp: Hey what's wrong with your fingers? They seem to be all up in my grill when they would be better placed...CRAMMED UP YOUR BUTTOCKS...BIZNATCH! Emory: You should say that to his face. Oglethorp: I will, just as soon as I flip them off! I- [Tries and fails since he has tentacles and not fingers] You flip them off with your fingers, Emory! Emory: [Having the same problem] I- I can't get it to do right. Oglethorp: Well, then, show them the dark side of the PLUTONIAN MOON! [Cut to the Mooninites' ship] Err: Heh heh- what the-? Dude, they're moonin' us!
[Spacecataz- Oglethorp is planning to prank the Mooninites] Emory: All right, dude... let's just cut our losses, and walk away. Oglethorp: Nein! The time for maturity is OVER! [He dials a pizza place] Oglethorp: Hello- I would like to order one million... no, wait- FIFTY MILLION LARGE PIZZAS! [Later, when a cargo ship is unloading the pizzas on the Mooninites' ship] Oglethorp: Look at them! They are so stuck with that bill. It's not even funny, but I am laughing anyway! Ha ha ha ha ha!
[Frylock uses his newly invented shrink ray to shrink down a computer chip] Frylock: Amazing! Do you realize that now this chip can be inserted into a microbot that enter into someone's skin through a pore- Meatwad: [takes microchip] Or it can be inserted into the mouth, manually, so it can battle hunger and taste good. [swallows microchip] Master Shake Oooh! Frylock: Tell me you didn't just eat that frickin'- Meatwad: Well boy you said it was a chip. So where's the dip? Or am I lookin at him? Master Shake: Oooooh! You did not even just do that! You are so dead! Oh NO you DIDN'T! Oh my God! Master Shake: Alright, my teeth feel gritty, and I'm gonna lie down.
Frylock: I need that chip Meatwad. One way...or the other. Meatwad: Oh okay. Fecal matter. Stool sample. Frylock: Don't talk about it, just do it. Meatwad: Well I don't do it. My body consumes all waste material. It's like the Thunderdome in here, only, two men enter...no man leaves. Rated R. Frylock: No! Meatwad: Starring Mel Gibson, and Master Blaster. Frylock: Are you serious?! Meatwad: Yep. Frylock: You don't... Meatwad: Don't what? Frylock: Uuuhh... Meatwad: Come on. Frylock: Uuhh...you know... Meatwad: Look, we are all adults here. You can say it. Frylock: Uh, poop? Meatwad: [laughing] YOU SAID POOP!! Hey Shake, Frylock said poop in here! Master Shake: [from bedroom] Poop! HAHAHA! [vomits] HAHAHA! Poop!
Remooned
Err: Is he all right? Ignignokt: Cliff hasn't been "all right" since the lunar war.
Ignignokt: It feels good to stretch my legs. Boy, I haven't bitch-slapped someone since Tucson. Err: Bend over slave! Ignignokt: Prepare for a pride-obliterating bitch-slap.
Err: Carlito wants his hand back.
Ignignokt: Cash our check and you will get...immortal. Err: Neverending life. Carl: ...Nah. Sometimes I kinda wanna die.
(Master Shake & the Mooninites at a convenience store) Master Shake: What do you mean no? Do you know how much this check is for? 'Cause I do not! Clerk: Uhh, we don't cash checks here. Master Shake: And we don't respond to threats. Let me say it one more time in a language I like to call English. Or maybe I should say it in Mexicano: Get back there-o and cash-o de check-o, amigo. Andale! Andale! Ignignokt: He's not responding, cup. Lay into him more. Err: (from ouside) Lay into him some more! Ignignokt: I've got this Err. Clerk: Uhh, that thing is your check? Master Shake: Yeah, that is the check. Clerk: Well, we don't cash 'em. Master Shake: Oh you never seen a check before? Oh, me so sorry. Maybe you're in the wrong business, and maybe immigration would like to know about this. Clerk: Good, 'cause you know what? I'm American. Master Shake: Well, I'm not, but when I become one, maybe then I'll legally buy a weapon and we won't have to vote you out of office, won't we scumbag?! (Cut to Master Shake & the Mooninites outside of the store) Master Shake: Unbelievable! Ignignokt: Unfathomable. Master Shake: Y'know, they sneak in and then they try to rule us. (Looks into the store) Well, I'm gonna sneak into your country and do this job there and then not cash any of your friggin' checks! How will you like that?! You won't, because you'll be here!
Shake: What happened? Did he buy it? Meatwad: I bought me some gum. Shake: Where did you get gum? Ignignokt: Where did you get gum? Meatwad: In there. In the gum aisle. Err: Perfect. Shake: That's not what we sent you in there for! Meatwad: But that's what I come out with.
Master Shake: Where did you get gum? Meatwad: In there, in the gum isle. They got a whole lot of stuff in there. Ignignokt: Tell me, were there weanie-wraps? Meatwad: Microwavable, but weanie-wraps none the less, and burger-dorps. Err: Burger-drops! (jumps through the window and starts shooting lasers). Meatwad: And burrito-cakes. Master Shake: I thought they stopped making those. Meatwad: And pizza-balls Master Shake: Pizza-balls?! Ignignokt: Do they have lil' turkey-muffins?
Frylock: No, Shake. The other kind. The bad kind. The kidney-losing kind. In fact, this is not a check at all, Shake. This is a bill, for home care! Master Shake: Impossible. That's not a bill. Frylock: This is... Cliff, does anyone know a Cliff? Ignignokt: Yes, my name is Cliff, and that's not a bill. Tell him, Err. Err: That's a bill. Ignignokt: A bi— Why are we trying to cash a bill, Err? Err: I don't know. It's your uncle. Ignignokt: It is my uncle. Don't you forget it. Err: On the way down, I kept saying, 'This is a bill.' Just figured you knew something I didn't. Ignignokt: I did know something I didn't! But it wasn't that. Master Shake: Wait a minute. I've been hauling a radioactive bill all over town, for you guys?
Gee Whiz
George Lowe: Standards and practices are a vital link in keeping good and funny ideas away from you, the television viewer. Watch how this nun reacts when we blow her brains out. George points a shotgun at a smiling nun's head and pulls the trigger. Her head explodes and blood starts pouring out. TV Warning: No! Permission not granted! George Lowe: Oh no, looks like someone's about to get an e-mail. The same scene is then re-enacted, yet this time a rainbow pours out instead of a blood. George Lowe: Looks like someone's about to get an "A". By following the rules, you're guaranteed to make a mediocre product that no one can relate to.
Meatwad: Hey. Hey. Hey, hey. Do a search ... for free pizza. Then see if it come out this drive. [looks in empty cup] Is this a drive? Frylock: I'm reading my news, if you don't mind. Meatwad: News is good food for your mind, but I want food for my mouth. [brief silence] Meatwad: [muttering] You better hear what I'm sayin', I'll unplug this whole computer...
[Angry that Meatwad is pretending he's pregnant, Shake angrily jumps up and down with his eyes shut and his mouth open screaming] Shake:(angrily screaming) I should be the one!
Meatwad: So, what was we talkin 'bout here? Frylock: Well people say they're seeing the face of, the J-man, and they're claiming to be healed. Meatwad: Uh-huh. Who's the J-man? Frylock: Ya know...starts with a J, son of...G. Died and went to H...on the C? Meatwad: Died on the C...Commode. Commode! Elvis! It's Elvis! Frylock: No, but he was a king. And he did live in a Graceland of sorts. [Frylock sighs as Meatwad continues to not get it] He looks like Ted Nugent. Meatwad: Oh yeah, I know that ol' boy! It's Je- Frylock: Don't say it! Let's just call him...Gee Whiz.
Meatwad: Dear Gee Whiz, please bless thine presence with a 16-inch thick crust meat craver's special, with the mild sauce. Amen. And please bring a side of wings while we wait. Frylock: Meatwad, what the hell are you doing?! Meatwad: Shut up! He's making pizza!
Meatwad: Oh, Boy I apologize. My hormones are goin' nuts. Now please, if you would, get the fuck out of my way. I mean, how many times do I have to fucking write ice cream on this fucking list before someone gets their shit in gear, and brings home the fucking ice cream! Maybe I should get a steak knife AND ETCH INTO YOUR MOTHERFUCKING FOREHEAD! HOW HARD CAN IT FUCKING BE!!!!! ICE MOTHERFUCKING CREAM!!!!! I GUESS THAT'S THE PRICE I PAY FOR LIVING WITH TWO FUCKING MORONS!!!!! Master Shake: What happened to courtesy? Did it just disappear? Frylock: I just can't believe it. Master Shake: WHO WOULD MAKE LOVE TO THAT??! How do you make love to...do you have a book...how do you do it, I'm asking.
Frylock: I stole this ultrasound program off the internet. Shake: Well that's stealing. Frylock: I said I stole it. Shake: Would you get me the Lord of the Rings? Frylock: I already have that. It's on my hard drive. Ok, Meatwad, now- Shake: [interrupting] How 'bout watchin' it?
Ted Nugent: Hey how you guys doin'? Anybody without a gun, a knife, a handkerchief and a chapstick get the fuck outta here! Frylock: Who are you? Shake: Gee Whiz? Carl: That is FREAKIN TED NUGENT! [shot with an arrow] Ahh! you shot my arm! Ted Nugent: Sorry man, thought you were a varmin. Shake: Wango ze tango eh? Ted Nugent: Yes it is my image you saw in that billboard Shake: I kept tellin' him, Ted Nugent. He's stupid Frylock': What are you doing here? Ted Nugent: Which of you numbnuts left a dollar in front of my billboard?
Carl: Hey Nug, you gonna sign my arrow? Ted Nugent: Don't move man. Carl: I got a Cat Scratch Fever loincloth I still wear on laundry night. Ted Nugent: I'm tellin' ya, don't move! Carl: Why, what's the- AAAAAHHH!! [Carl explodes; rainbow appears] Frylock: Well I'm sure glad that wasn't blood. I would have been motherfuckin' offended out of my fuckin' ass. Master Shake: Me too, ya motherfuckin' cock-suck.