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Like yer mother’s pants, Trebek! Har!

Scintillae wrote:

Kids: talking about the Superbowl ...had the worst defense of all time.

Me: Not as bad as the Maginot Line! fingerguns
(awkward pause)
Kid: ...huh?
Me: ...right. You haven't gotten to WWII yet. deflates and sits back down

Fort Ticonderoga fell quite swiftly in the Revolutionary War, if they are that far along. That place seemed to fall easily to whoever happened to attack it.

Like Trebek's mother! HAR!

That’s not what yer ghost mother said last night, Ghost Trebek!

Och! Nae my crannies!

Yabba dabba doo was what I made yer mother say last night, Trebek! HAR!

Och! 7? They cloned me?!

I bet this is Trebek’s doing…

V

I tell you how I’d beat yer Kobayashi Maru.

*3,000 word grawlix-laden tirade*

Just like I did to yer mother, Trebek!

Connery's Ghost wrote:

Where’s my Zardoz codpiece?

You're even here in the afterlife?! Oh no, will I never be rid of you?

Afterlife? That's what I called yer mother's arse Trebek because it makes me rise again! HAR!

Where’s my Zardoz codpiece?

Is Land of the Lost Pylons similar to The Cones of Dunshire?

The Cones of Dunshire? That's what we called yer mother's breasts, Trebek!