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00:20:59
Johnny Galecki, Jim Parsons, Kaley Cuoco
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Easy target. Big, doughy scoutmaster, couple of Cubs, mostly Webelos.
...tattooed on your right buttock?
My mother put an "I love you" brisket in my backpack!
...ignored the pleas of a damsel in distress.
- Happy kitty, sleepy kitty - Purr, purr, purr
The charm of your drug-addled candor knows no bounds.
I lost my virginity to my cousin Jeanie.
Surely you, his cultural descendant, can handle pad thai and dumplings.
I'd like to start with one quarter of the Assorted Appetizers Plate...
Sweetie and meaty at the same time.
Uh, T-minus five hours, 37 minutes to onset of meteor shower.
All right. "Moles, lesion or other skin conditions."
Hot dogs, bun, s'mores. I mean, it's a freaking 7-Eleven.
Mostly science nerd like us, but just over yon ridge...
I'm embarrassed, so I eat all the lettuce in the world and make them watch.
Maybe a Tupperware bowl of roasted potatoes and carrot?
That's a fairly labored metaphor, but I appreciate the sentiment behind it.
All right. "Moles, lesions or other skin conditions."
...without being arouse and ashamed.
Injured and drugged is a kind of sick.
- Have you been diagnose with diabetes? - No.
- Good idea. They'll be refresh. - Yeah.
Optimized. Ahem.
You should write that down before someone steal it.
...King Rama IV of Siam divide a huge empire...
- All right. Everyone grab flashlights. - Okay.
Nailed it.
Will you shut up? We're all hungry.
I suppose it does take courage...
I slip in the shower. I think I dislocated my shoulder.
That's a fairly labored metaphor, but I appreciate the sentiment behind it.
And the next morning when he woke up, he rolled over and realized...
Our eyes lock over the pickled herring.
Oh, this suck. I'm switching back to Real Sex.
I lost my virginity to my cousin Jeanie.
...is well establish in heroic mythology.
According to the inexplicably irritable nurse behind the desk...
I see no organizational system in here whatsoever.
Oh, I think we're going sufficiently fast.
It's so tender, it falls apart in your hands.
According to my Driver's Ed book, the side mirror is properly adjusted...
...he would pull the ship over immediately.
I'm going to be dining alone this evening...
- The engine does that sometimes. - It can't be nothing.
...I've remained behind to complete my paper...
Doesn't mean one won't be in another, especially if I drive.
- Now, can we please go? - Yes. Soon as I adjust my seat.
I said we'd stop by a little later, after they have their nap.
- Are you currently pregnant? - No.
There's the handle. Back. Too far.
It's moving too fast. Raj, slow it down.
Mother always told me one should wear clean underpants...
Come on. You guys can't be that hard up.
All right. Let it never be said that Sheldon Lee Cooper...
Easy target. Big, doughy scoutmaster, couple of Cubs, mostly Webelos.
That's a fairly labored metaphor, but I appreciate the sentiment behind it.
...are two not unattractive middle-school teachers...
Our eyes locked over the pickled herring.
I have a series of whimsical duck stickers on the bottom of my tub.
According to the inexplicably irritable nurse behind the desk...
Hot dogs, buns, s'mores. I mean, it's a freaking 7-Eleven.
- "When was your last menstrual period?" - Oh, next question.
I'm embarrassed, so I eat all the lettuce in the world and make them watch.
It does seem rather ironic that for want of 99-cent adhesive ducks...
...without being aroused and ashamed.
Oh. Well, that's understandable.
Maybe a Tupperware bowl of roasted potatoes and carrots?
...they would be amazed and I would be their king.
You have no safety mat or adhesive stickers...
I'd like to start with one quarter of the Assorted Appetizers Plate...
Not surprising.
"List all major behavioral diagnoses, e.g. depression, anxiety, etc."