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April 10, 2026
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"Coach Z: Aaah... I'm getting too old for hijinks. And the last time I attempted even medium jinks, I t'rew out my torn rubdominal scrimmage."
"Commercial narrator: If you've suffered a torn rubdominal scrimmage, Halloween jinx don't need to be a thing of the past."
"Night Watchman Coach Z: Slow night at City Hall, eh, fellow night watchman?"
"Night Watchman Bubs: That establishes our location and humdrum routine."
"Night Watchman Bubs: When we rushed in here, the mysterious silhouette had vanished."
"Teenage Strong Bad Oh, great. Another fanatical mysterious believer."
"Storybook Homestar Runner: Oh no! I gave up the ghost!"
"Storybook Strong Sad: You'll stay that way unless you enter the spooky woods and face your 3 fears before the witching hour!"
"Storybook Homestar Runner: I, gulp, guess, gulpo, I'm on, gulpamundo, my own, Gulp Fantasy 2000."
"Strong Bad: [narrating] Tedioused The Homestar Runner at great risk to the listenability of the story."
"Strong Bad: [narrating] Repeated Strong Bad, flirting with oversaturating the market with his new phrase too soon."
"Storybook Homestar Runner: OH NO!! My final fear!! A half-decomposed raccoon being carried around by a family of wet pigeons!! [cut to a disgustingly detailed illustration of just that]"
"Storybook Homestar Runner: Awww, but look. The gross wet pigeons think Strong Bad's ping-pong ball is an egg! They're gonna hatch it! They were just as gulp of me, as I was gulp of them!"
"Strong Bad: [narrating] Said the Homestar Runner, really shoe-horning some kind of half-baked moral into this thing."
"Strong Mad: UH... WIZARD OF OZ!!"
"Strong Bad: Yeah, nope, wrong album there too."
"Marzipan: Hey, where's your hat, Homestar?"
"Homestar Runner: : I'm sorry, I couldn't understand what you just said."
"Marzipan: [sighs] I mean, where your hat is at, Homestar?"
"Coach Z: Well, it's like I always say. A man's uniform is like a temple, wherein he keeps his… uniform when he's not using it."
"Coach Z: No, I'm suggesting that—"
"Homestar Runner: Well good, 'cause I already looked and it's not there."
"Umpire: Yeah, you're suspended from the league."
"Homestar Runner: Umm... okay! Once, there was this green gobliiiin... and um, he used to... look aroooound... And um, I guess he did a daaance. Oh man, that was terrible."
"[the wood for Strong Bad’s bonfire isn’t lighting]"
"Homestar Runner: Uh-oh. You didn't get it from behind the gazebo, did you?"
"Coach Z: Strong Bad! Strong Bad, wake up!"
"Strong Bad: Ah graibes... ...Blackthorne... bougleibes..."
"Strong Bad: Wait, the who?"
"Coach Z: I mean the pyorple!—"
"Strong Bad: Man, fisheye lens, I bet you could make even lame stuff look cool!"
"Coach Z: Yeah, yeah!"
"Coach Z: Oh, look at how cool those papes look! How about a pair of tan paaaaants?!"
"Strong Bad: Ooooh! Somebody say country dish towel?!"
"Strong Sad: No, it's a quote from Saddy Dumpington, the legendary folk hero I made up."
"Coach Z: Sounds kinda like a terlet [sic] if ya ask me."
"Homestar Runner: Hey, Pom Pom, I really like your Twinkie the Kid ate too many Twinkies as a kid costume!"
"King of Town: More like, I hanker for a hunka cheese council propaganda!"
"Homestar Runner: Ahem... It's just a fwesh wound."
"Strong Bad: Did you say "Fresh wound"?"
"Strong Bad: Yeah, that's not the right quote, “it's just a flesh wound”."
"Homestar Runner: Yeah yeah, that's what I said,”fwesh wound”"
"Strong Bad: No, just say the expression! "In the flesh"."
"Homestar Runner: Okay. In person."
"King of Town: Wilford Brimley was the Quaker Oats guy!"
"Strong Bad: Yeah, but he didn't dress like a Quaker, he just was like, the pitchman, standing in a kitchen, making breakfast."
"Homestar Runner: What are you talking about? We stand around in the snow dressed in Decemberween-themed costumes every year. It's our thing! It's what we do!"
"Strong Bad: Are you sure? I think we may have gotten our... "weens" crossed."
"[Strong Bad is “smoking”, loudly]"
"Strong Bad: Homestar, did you ramble on so long that you forgot what you were gonna show me?"
Heute, am 12. Tag schlagen wir unser Lager in einem sehr merkwürdig geformten Höhleneingang auf. Wir sind von den Strapazen der letzten Tage sehr erschöpft, das Abenteuer an dem großen Wasserfall steckt uns noch allen in den Knochen. Wir bereiten uns daher nur ein kurzes Abendmahl und ziehen uns in unsere Kalebassen-Zelte zurück. Dr. Zwitlako kann es allerdings nicht lassen, noch einige Vermessungen vorzunehmen. 2. Aug.
- Das Tagebuch
Es gab sie, mein Lieber, es gab sie! Dieses Tagebuch beweist es. Es berichtet von rätselhaften Entdeckungen, die unsere Ahnen vor langer, langer Zeit während einer Expedition gemacht haben. Leider fehlt der größte Teil des Buches, uns sind nur 5 Seiten geblieben.
Also gibt es sie doch, die sagenumwobenen Riesen?
Weil ich so nen Rosenkohl nicht dulde!
- Zwei auĂźer Rand und Band
Und ich bin sauer!