short, sweet and sometimes a little bitter.

Monday, November 29, 2010

The Brain: Pinky, you give a whole new meaning to the phrase, "counter-intelligence." You have the I.Q. of plaster.

Classic Pinky.

The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?

Pinky: I think so, Brain, but we're already naked.

I couldn't resist.

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