Alan was crushed. Now even printed women wouldn't look at him.
Not an authorized booth.
What every music aficionado/mad scientist wants for Xmas.
Presenter: And then you touch them. You touch them gently. Is lifelike, yes?
Hawking iPod covers with asian pop stars on them. Yeah, exactly.
The guy in the hat read the sign, kicked the new Quark logo, then spat on the ground. Security however, didn't pursue. With all the hatred for Quark, unless it elevates to arson, they don't bother with it.
Each example print sheet was a shot of a little further south on this woman's body. This gentleman was looking at photo #5.
Clever.
From the "Pill spitting frog" sub-genre of puzzle games.
Still would have sold better than the flower-power iMac.
A marching band got lost amid the geek throng and couldn't escape.
The flag girls twirled their weapons, cutting their way thru the crowd.
Rupert knew he was supposed to be learning Aperture, but surely no one would notice if he was without pants for 4-5 minutes.
"..and here I can show you our bot doing....wait. Ethyl? Has anyone seen my wife Ethyl? She was right here next to the autonomous scorpion killbot a second ago."
