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supercomputer16.mp3 Creepy Beast: (Sounds of him eating Dr. Weird and Steve, then a snarl)
supercomputer1.mp3 Master Shake: Hey Frylick, you got that gamebox workin' yet? Frylock: This is not a gamebox, Shake. Master Shake: Well I'm bored. Frylock: Just go rent a DVD. Master Shake: I don't want to rent, I want to own! Frylock: Then go get a job! Master Shake: Yeah, well. Well, Dracula called and he's comin' tonight!
supercomputer2.mp3 Frylock: Just try to imagine a world where emails are sent by your brain before they are written, and they are read before they arrive by people you've never even met, in countries you've never even heard of. Master Shake: Yeah. Frylock: No imagine a world where all disease can be cured with one digital-- Shake turns nob, sends computer flying Hey! Shake! I told you to wait until I tell you to do it! Master Shake: Dracula did it. Meatwad: Damn, what was that? Master Shake: What are you doing in the shower? Meatwad: Bathing.
supercomputer3.mp3 Carl: What do you mean you've "gotta count those"? There's over 200 dollars in there! Oohh, okay Candy. I guess we're not in America. I guess now I'm not allowed to pay for sex with pennies.
supercomputer4.mp3 Frylock: Gentleman, the OoGhiJ MiQtxxXA! Master Shake: Frylock, come on. Are you really gonna call it that? Frylock: Well yeah. I mean, that's the Klingon word for superior galactic intelligence..and that's what this is. Master Shake: Superior galactic grandma after eating a block of cheese, smoking 3 packs of cigarettes and drinking a quart of milk. Disgusting, that's the word. Frylock: Well, I invented it and I can call it what I want! Master Shake: Fine. Hey, good luck with the casual sex. I mean it. No, 'cause you won't get it. Not with that name. Anyway go on, I'm sorry to interrupt. Frylock:(Sigh) Meatwad what do you think? Meatwad: .....my butt itches.
supercomputer12.mp3 Frylock: What should I call it then?! Master Shake: Bad Ass Motha! Meatwad: No, Snoopie. Or Shroeder. One of them two. Master Shake: No, Bad Ass Motha 4000! Meatwad: The Red Baron Master Shake: Twice as fast as your ass! Yeah baby! Frylock: Look, how about we all just shut up and I turn it on?!
supercomputer5.mp3 Frylock: Where did it go? What happened? Master Shake: Was it supposed to do that? Frylock: Did it bust through the wall again? Meatwad: Yes it did. Frylock: No it didn't! Meatwad: Do..what'd it do? Where do I go to do the poop?
supercomputer6.mp3 Master Shake: Pizza time, Pizza time, Pizza time! Meatwad: It's all starting to add up now, isn't it? The levitation... the evil book reading... them cream cookies you always eating. You a damn witch. Frylock: Oh yeah, well whatcha gonna do about it? Meatwad: Eat pizza. Pizza time, pizza time!
supercomputer14.mp3 Oog: Hello.. Me Oog.. Master Shake: Aww. Did you go to Vietnam, Oog? Oh, hang on. Let me shed some tears for your fake plastic toes.
supercomputer15mp3 Frylock: Man, thank God you found my computer! Where did you find it? Oog: Right here, 300 million years ago. This way back before Oog spine straightened, front lobes developed, comprehend rational thought, master english language! Master Shake: Hey Meatwad! Your Dad's here, he wants to make amends!
supercomputer13.mp3 Oog: So there me was beating boulder into powder because me couldn't eat it and magic ball land in lap. Naturally, me think, "All right! Free Egg!" because me stupid and me cave man. So me spent about 3 days humping and bust open with thigh bone so me could eat it good, then magic ball shoot Oog with beam, and next thing me know me go out and invent wheel out of dinosaur brain! Magic dino-wheel rolled for 3 short distance before me eat it, the point is me get smarter. Soon, me walk upright. Me featherback dirty, matted hair into wings for style and me stop to use bathroom as opposed to me just doing it as me walk.
supercomputer7.mp3 Frylock: You know, Oog, that is an amazing story, and I cannot thank you enough for bringin' back my second prototype. Now if you'll just excuse me-- Oog: Me no bring back. Me think it miss something. Frylock: What? Oog: Kick ass fighting games with action missles. Frylock: I get it, so you can sublimate your primal hunting instincts in a safe, civilized environment. Oog: No, me bored! BORED! RAAARRR!! BORED!! Starts wrecking the place
supercomputer8.mp3 Meatwad: Give him Clam Digger. Frylock: I don't think Clam Digger is, uh- Oog: Clam Digger! Give Oog Clam Digger! Meatwad: Oh, you gonna love this, boy. Tyrone calls you up, you know - in the game - and he says "I can dig more clams than you, stupid!" And you gotta say "Nuh-uh, boy," And y'all gotta race down to the beach with your buckets and your shovels, and the object of the game...is to find parking. Oog: ...No Clam Digger. Meatwad: That's a hard game!
supercomputer9.mp3 Oog: Give to Oog. Mine, me crazy. Me rip Oog head off! RRAARR! MAGIC BALL MINE! OOG HEAD RIP! Meatwad: See ya later, Daddy! Don't rip your head off! You need that...for breathin' and stuff.
supercomputer10.mp3 Master Shake: Well you made that other one. Get that one, we'll play with it. Frylock: I don't know where it went. Carl: Yeah, good luck finding it. It shot a hole through my roof. Hey, guess what it bounced off of? Master Shake: I gotta go. And he did it. Frylock: Uhh... Carl: Look, I know that you're starin' at it. Hey, I mean, I gotta drain it 3 times a day so my brain can think good. We're hopin' that's temporary. Frylock: You didn't happen to see which way it went, did ya Carl?
supercomputer11.mp3 Err: A is for apple, J is for jacks.. Ignignokt: Look, Err. Free Egg. Err: Damn yeah! For straight, for shizzum! Ignignokt: Try having omelets now, Denver. Err: Omeletoidz! Ignignokt: Did you hear what I said, Denver? Or shall I turn it up for you?
