She’s built like a steakhouse but handles like a bistro
She’s out of control! You win again, gravity!!
I often quote “You win again, gravity!” Whenever I drop something or the like, lmao.
We need rest. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is spongy and bruised.
If we can hit that bulls-eye, the rest of the dominoes will fall like a house of cards. Checkmate.
You win again, gravity!
The spirit is willing, but the flesh is spongy and bruised.
I bought a custom license plate frame with this on it to go with the SNUSNU vanity plate I ordered. Then my state denied the vanity plate for vulgarity after sitting on the order for two months. VULGARITY!? You used to be able to get some pretty risque things like OICU812 or TITSOUT. Now they’ve gone in the opposite direction by banning a light hearted sex reference from a cartoon.
Still mad about that.
- When I’m in command, every mission is a suicide mission.
- [introducing himself] I am the man with no name. Zapp Brannigan at your service.
- Brannigan’s Law is like Brannigan’s love: hard and fast.
I don’t pretend to understand Brannigan’s Law. I merely enforce it.
I hate these filthy Neutrals, Kif. With enemies, you know where they stand but with Neutrals, who knows? It sickens me.
If I don’t survive, tell my wife, hello.
How very neutral of you.
All I know is my gut says maybe.
What makes a man turn neutral
Stop exploding, you cowards!
Lower…
Lower…
Lower…
Too low!!
Lower…
dammit scooped by OP on OP’s own post?
Kiff, inform the men! I’ve made it with a woman.
“if we can hit that bullseye, the rest of the dominos will fall like a house of cards… CHECKMATE”
sigh
Remember, Kif: in the game of chess, you can never allow your opponent to see your pieces.
She’s built like a steakhouse, but she handles like a bistro!
You win again gravity!
I’m surprised these haven’t been mentioned yet:
The secret of winning war is the element of surprise… surprise!
I have a sexy learning disability, what do I call it kiff? Sexlexia
We have failed to uphold Brannigan’s Law. However I did make it with a hot alien babe. And in the end, is that not what man has dreamt of since first he looked up at the stars? [pause] Kif, I’m asking you a question.
That’s for schoolgirls. Now here’s a course with some chest hair.
[Draws a meandering line on the chart]
Comets, the icebergs of the sky. By jackknifing from one to the next at breakneck speed, we might just get some kind of gravity boost… or something
I try to use this one whenever I can.
What makes a man turn neutral? Gold? A lust for power? Or were you just born with a heart full of neutrality?
Just let me work for a little food. Perhaps I could paint a fence, or service you sexually, or mop the floors.
You don’t know how to do ANY of those things.
Kif might!
Spare me your space age techno babble Attila the Hun
This is one of my top 10 lines in the whole show and I still constantly forget about it.
