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Got nothing today. Here's some Pinky and the Brain quotes. The Brain: So, you sacked the cocky khaki Kicky Sack sock plucker? Mr. Sackett: The second cocky khaki Kicky Sack sock plucker I've sacked since the sixth sitting sheet slitter got sick. The Brain: We're going to a place where the sun never sets, the size of your wallet matters, and actors and actresses slave all day. Pinky: We're going to Denny's? The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: I think so Brain, but if you replace the P with an O, my name would be Oinky, wouldn't it? The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: I think so Brain, but burlap chafes me so. The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: I think so, but where will we find an open tattoo parlor at this time of night? The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: I think so Brain, but Zero Mostel times anything will still give you Zero Mostel. The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: I think so, Brain, but how will we get the Spice Girls into the paella? The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: I think so Brain, but... Kevin Costner with an English accent? I dunno. The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: Well, I think so Brain, but balancing a family, and a career? Ooh, it's all too much for me. The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: Well, I think so Brain, but isn't Regis Philbin already married? The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: Well, I think so Brain, but if we didn't have ears, we'd look like weasels. The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: I think so Brain, but pants with horizontal stripes make me look chubby. The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: I think so Brain, but why would anyone want a depressed tounge? The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: Um... I think so, Brain, but what if the chicken won't wear the nylons? Pinky: Egad. You astound me, Brain. The Brain: That's a simple task, Pinky. The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: I think so Brain, but if Jimmy cracked corn, and no one cares, why does he keep doing it? The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: I think so, Brain, but we're already naked. The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: I think so, Brain, but if we get "Sam spayed," we'll never have any puppies. The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: I think so, Brain, but me and Pippi Longstocking... I mean, what would the children look like? The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: Uh... yeah, Brain, but where will we get rubber pants our size? The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: Well, I think so, Brain, but I can't memorize a whole opera in Yiddish. The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: I think so Brain, but the Rockettes, it's mostly girls, isn't it? The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: I think so, Brain, but how will we get a pair of Abe Vigoda's pants? The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: I think so, Brain, but can the Gummi Worms really live in peace with the Marshmallow Chicks? The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: Wuh, I think so, Brain, but wouldn't anything lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight? The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: Yes Brain, but if our knees bent the other way, how would we ride a bicycle? The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what... you know. Pinky: I think so, but... uh... something about a duck. The Brain: Tomorrow night, Pinky, we will come up with a new plan. One that isn't foiled by the atomic weight of gold. The Brain has made a list of the 5 things needed to be a country singer The Brain: Read the list to me, Pinky. Pinky: Okay. "Cowboy clothes." The Brain: Check. Pinky: Southern accent. The Brain: Check, Y'all. Pinky: Very good, Brain. "Working-class values." The Brain: I like beef jerky and the comedy stylings of Gallagher. Check. Pinky: A name consisting of no less than three words. The Brain: Just call me Bubba Bo Bob Brain. Check. Pinky: A height of at least six feet. The Brain: Che... Drats. The Brain: I'd like to thank all the little people I stepped on to get where I am today. The Brain: We must head to a place where overweight, middle-aged people go to party and throw away money. Pinky: Capitol Hill? The Brain: I will accept nothing less than mahogany. Pinky: There is no substitute for Diana Ross. The Brain: The entire world will beg to bow before me, their charismatic despot. The Brain: No, Pinky. Never use two drops of the formula. It would cause a reaction on the molecular level that is completely unpredictable. Pinky: Oh, I hate it when that happens. Narf. The Brain: Sigmund Freud would have had a field day with you, Pinky. Pinky: Ah, he liked sports then, did he? The Brain: Do you practice being dim or is it a natural talent? Pinky: Oh practice Brain. All day, EVERYDAY! The Brain: There are days I think I'd be more productive if my sidekick were a pliant corndog. The Brain: Pinky, there are times when I feel i'm bearing my soul to a tube of caulk. Pinky: Yum! Caulk! Pinky: Gee, Brain. What are we going to do tonight? The Brain: The same thing we do every night, Pinky. Try to take over the world.