Cellar tag lines
The Cellar: we're not racists, but we do favor black... text on light grey background
You can do
different. Any ideas?
My current sig line on the ng's promotes Cellar as "Because you need some brain food."
Ridiculous Suggestions:
Go through a variety of emotions in just one sitting
A well-organized army of talking heads
Our barks are worse than our bites
The Cellar: where the emperor gets new threads.
Originally posted by Nic Name
You can do better. Any ideas?
I dunno.. I thought it was funny. :)
The Cellar: an attempt to organise the ignorance of the community and to elevate it.
-- stolen from Oscar Wilde
(They can't be too long... the current one is too long.)
Post and give yourself your own reason to return
It's all about you! And you and you and you and me
Patiently awaiting the dot-org bubble
As addictive as nicotine, as nutritious as mother's milk
Free wth registration: a bunch of people to talk to
Trolls, morons and spammers will be shot on sight
The Cellar: addictive as nicotine; enriching as mother's milk.
oops! we got the punctuation wrong.
http://www.mmbaustin.org/
The Cellar: addictive as nicotine; enriching as mothers' milk.
and it looks best with a period, or dot, at the end to close the thought, even if it is a sentence fragment. The verb "is" being implied.
I really really <b>really</b> liked "patiently awaiting the dot-org bubble"... :)
These little humorisms have a short shelf life, at best. So, it's good for everyone interested to keep thinkin' and postin' new ideas and comments here to keep the tag line fresh.
Done. "Dot-org bubble" will be next then. Nic, remind me when this one is too old...
Originally posted by Undertoad
Patiently awaiting the dot-org bubble
Hahaha.. me likes
An oasis in the desert of cluelessness
Welcoming everyone except the intolerably irritating since 1990
My favorite web site tag line of all time is from
The Straight Dope. Of course we'd never stoop to "borrowing" it: "Fighting ignorance since 1973 (it's taking longer than we thought)"
Fighting and ignorant since 1990. ;)
or possibly...
Irritating everyone except the intolerably welcoming since 1990.
or Madison ave style...
Its Cellarific.
an enviroment relatively nerd/porn/moron free
Vintery, mintery, cutery, corn,
Apple seed and apple thorn;
Wire, briar, limber lock,
Three geese in a flock.
One flew east,
And one flew west,
And one flew over the cuckoo's nest.
;)
Dr. Evil voice Welcome to my underground lair.
The Cellar: Assholes with Computers
(I still like the "dot-org bubble")
Originally posted by dave
The Cellar: Assholes with Computers
You have a way with words Dave. :)
A suggestion in Dave's honor:
Newbie's make great targets!
Now you're making me forget whether I actually USED "dot-org bubble". I thought I did, did I?
Yeah, it was used.
And it was THE GREATEST TAGLINE IN CELLAR HISTORY!
Did you come up with that or what? It was beautiful.
The Cellar: we've upped our standards, so up yours.
That's awesome. OK the real reason why I haven't updated the current tag line is that after upgrading web software and not upgrading the forum software, a small piece of the administrative system *broke*. I've been too lazy to fix it. I will get around to it tonight though. I'm certain.
There, I got to it!
(That was easy!)
The Cellar: Where yesterdays tomorrow is today.
The Cellar: We're not as deep as you think.
The Cellar: When there is nothing like a fine, aged whine.
The Cellar: Where thought provoking discussion is talked about.
The Cellar: Where somebody might agree with you.
The Cellar: Because you have nothing better to do.
The Cellar: It beats doing you job.
I actually kinda like the first one.
The Cellar; Who else would let you in?
The Cellar; When your Mama turns you away.
The Cellar; When you run out of chocolate.
The Cellar; The tribe with no reservations.
The Cellar; What Elvis left the building for.
Those last two are right in the zone, imo.
The Cellar: Gimme' Shelter
The Cellar: Where age and wisdom never meet.
The Cellar: Who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men? We do.
The Cellar: Accept no substitutes unless you can get them really, really cheap.
The Cellar: The checkout line of the marketplace of ideas.
The Cellar: This week - Free Shipping!
The Cellar: The next best reason for the First Amendment after porn.
The Cellar: More flame than a weenie roast in Pompeii.
The Cellar: affect means to influence, effect means result.
It's not funny, but I really think it needs to be on the front page as an everyday reminder before people will get it. Or, maybe it could be in the FAQ (if we have one).
Will putting that up effect what people write? Will the affect be good?:p
Thank you juju. I'd never heard that before; hopefully it will help me.
I'm normally very anal about such things. If I see someone use "it's" as a possessive, I can pretty much write them off as far as having any intelligence goes. So I'm constantly pissed off by the fact that I know "affect" and "effect" are commonly transposed, but I can never myself remember which is which.
Now, if someone can explain "different from" vs. "different than" in a way that sticks in my head, I'll be set.
I can pretty much write them off as far as having any intelligence goes.
Mistake. Never confuse ignorance with intelligence. Also sometimes people write with passion or hurriedly. I've written posts and reread them over several times, only to go back the next day to find I've written the instead of they. It's funny how, when editing you can read what you're thinking instead of what you're writing. But, maybe this only happens to me. :D
Originally posted by xoxoxoBruce
Mistake. Never confuse ignorance with intelligence. Also sometimes people write with passion or hurriedly. I've written posts and reread them over several times, only to go back the next day to find I've written the instead of they. It's funny how, when editing you can read what you're thinking instead of what you're writing. But, maybe this only happens to me. :D
If you're hip to thourough editing, read your work from end to beginning. You'll pick up almost every mistake you've made.
thourough
Uh...sure....OK.;)
And therein lies my humor.
The Cellar: Small Village, Numerous Idiots
Originally posted by xoxoxoBruce
Mistake. Never confuse ignorance with intelligence. Also sometimes people write with passion or hurriedly. I've written posts and reread them over several times, only to go back the next day to find I've written the instead of they. It's funny how, when editing you can read what you're thinking instead of what you're writing. But, maybe this only happens to me. :D
OK, maybe a little hyperbole on my part.
Since I "think aloud" in my head while I type, one of my most common mistakes is typing "ov" instead of "of".
And therein lies my humor.
Made me laugh.:D
OK, maybe a little hyperbole on my part.
And I was trying to cover for my stupidity.;)
From my www /wuh-wuh-wuh/ page:
The Cellar: Good ideas; bad ideas that are good.
The Cellar - Lots of 2 cents.
The Cellar - Add your 2 cents to the pot.
The Cellar - Where 2 cents makes sense.
The Cellar - Your 2 cents is not nonsense.
Sorry UT, mental diarrhea.:D
The Cellar: Welcome to the world of the overeducated and underemployed.
The Cellar: Do Not Come Near (for the teenage audience ;) )
The Cellar: It-That-Shall-Not-Be-Named
The Cellar: Join and think up a better slogan than this.
The Cellar- Your boss already hates us, why don't you?
Welcome to the Cellar, now go home!
The Cellar: Sycamore is a pussy. Please don't fuck him.
The Cellar: Juju is from Arkansas. Need we say more?
The Cellar- Where Lassie found Timmy
The Cellar- We have a really big dehumidifyer.
The Cellar- Where to go when the winds pick up.
The Cellar - For happy joy life-pleasure
The Cellar - Keep out of children
On second thought cancel that last one; that was a warning on a knife my friend bought. Looks bad out of context.
The Cellar - Out of context
The Cellar - Express yourself...It's later than you think.
Originally posted by Uryoces
On second thought cancel that last one; that was a warning on a knife my friend bought. Looks bad out of context.
Speaking of out of context... a friend of mine stole a sign from a Ryan's Steakhouse (kinda like Sizzler.. huge buffets with every imaginable item) that read "Children may not attend bars without adult supervision."
The Cellar: Not to be used for masturbatory purposes.
I can't take all the credit for it, but it's still funny.
Does that mean no jerkoffs?
The Cellar: Self-basting Turkeys
The Cellar- We've got the whole world in out threads.
I couldn't help myself.:D
The Cellar - The Last Resort of People Bored Witless
The Cellar - Where People Go When Baseball Gets Too Exciting
The Cellar - THE Place to be While Your Porn Video is Downloading
Thanks, Dave. Unemployment has sapped most of my sense of humor lately, so I thought I'd give it a little workout. I'd say those three altogether probably totalled the humor equivalent of pumping, say, 3.7 ounces of iron.
It ain't heavy, it's the Cellar.
The Cellar, everything else is just blog.
The Cellar- Cure for the summer doldrums.
I think it's time for a change...the current one has run its course, IMO.
The Cellar- Come here, when your tired of being abused.
The Cellar--Free abuse! Just ask!
The Cellar: It's not written in Swahili.
Come on, Bruce. And old fart like you has been speaking English for a long time. "your" indicates possession; "you're" is a contraction of "you" and "are".
A comma indicates a pause. "Come here when you're tired of being of being abused" is the proper English.
:P
There are differences between American English, the Queen's English, and the Bruce's English.
Where you goin' with that
apostrophe, Eugene?
Nag, nag, nag. OK, the your/ you're was a mistake.
The comma, however, was not. I'm an American and I can put my poignant pauses any where I want. :p
Yes!! Another one of mine was picked!
This means that I am important and have worth.
You have more than one nose??:confused:
The Cellar: Not for crybaby bitches...that's what Yahoo! Chat is for.
The Cellar, Come laugh at the locals.
The Cellar: We let Bruce in, didn't we?
I came in through the bathroom window.:p
The Cellar: Sweet board called the Cellar - baw-daw-naw-naw baw-naw-nawnaw-nawnaw - where the boards are gray...
/me makes a note to not suggest topics while watching "I Love The 70's"
Welcome to The Cellar...please wipe your feet on the mat.
Welcome to The Cellar, the most illuminating dark, dank place on the Internet!
The Cellar. Oh. That Place.
The Cellar....Yeah, but not boring.
The Cellar: We're really, really sorry about LUVBUGZ.
Originally posted by dave
The Cellar: We're really, really sorry about LUVBUGZ.
Now what did I do??????????????????
The Cellar: Enter at your own risk!
The cellar - girl gamers are welcome here!
The Cellar: Sharper than a bag of marbles
[COLOR=indigo]BTW: I LOVE the current tag line.[/COLOR]
The Cellar: We have tried every other forum on the web, and they all suck
Thankee! It was one of mine. I think it's effective, too: there's a bump in new users.
Yeah, it seems every time I log on there's a new member up. I haven't been around long enough to know if this is a seasonal thing.
The Cellar: Every thread topic eventually changes to food.
The Cellar- Better than a snack.:D
The Cellar: infinite monkeys, one typewriter.
Th Sellur...nawt thu playce to bee if u kent spel or rite gud.
The Cellar. Giving you a "No Hurl Guarantee" since 1990
Nah...some of the posts/images on here can make people hurl.
ok, how bout this:
The Cellar: we probably won't like you, but we'll never say it to your face.
That doesn't apply to me though, so we should probably stick a disclaimer in there.
The Cellar: we probably won't like you, but we'll never say it to your face. Except Dave, who will make it a point to ensure that you never forget it.
i like where you're going with that, dave, but i just don't know if your head would get to "swole up" with your name in lights like that. maybe this:
the cellar: we probably won't like you, but we'll never say it to your face. Unless you deserve it.
How about:
"The Cellar - not the place to be if you are chronically depressed, bipolar, borderline, irrationally attention-seeking or just plain whacked in the head."
And contradictory to the history of the net.:)
Ok...how about "Welcome to The Cellar...thanks, we already have enough dipshits"?
Originally posted by Elspode
Ok...how about "Welcome to The Cellar...thanks, we already have enough dipshits"?
DING DING DING! we have a winner!
tell him what he's won, bob!
[COLOR=indigo]I really miss Carl Sagan.[/COLOR]
Doesn't fit the convention, it has to start with
The Cellar:
But I took the hint and changed the tag anyway. Since we've had such success with the previous one, let's see what this one brings!
I save off all the tag lines people suggest, by the way, except for the ones that are utterly lame. So any of 'em may appear at any time... subject to my Own Personal Whim! Bwahahaha
There are so many advantages to being a benevolent dictator, one hardly knows which to favor... :)
the cellar: getting weirder by the minute ( ala april)
the cellar: spelling counts ( ala dave/luvbugz)
the cellar: please show your work ( ala dave again)
the cellar: not nearly as dank and musty as the name suggests (ala undertoad)
the cellar: deep thoughts by shallow people (ala Elspode)
the cellar: where the men are men, and the women.... might be men too, who knows? (ala...i don't have an ala for this one, i just thought it was funny)
The Cellar : not cleaned since 2001
Originally posted by juju
The Cellar: Sycamore is a pussy. Please don't fuck him.
oh.....my.......stars.
Is that really from Ju? Wow.
(must be cranky from lack of sleep with the new babyJu)
The Cellar: where fools meet acerbity
The Cellar: Just gawk at the pretty pictures
The Cellar: no lifeguard, post at your own risk
The Cellar: dave is our lifeguard; post at your own risk
The Cellar: lifeguard off-duty, post at your own risk
The Cellar : just another organization controlled by the illiterati
Originally posted by slang
Is that really from Ju? Wow.
Juju probably wrote that during one of his "hypoglycemic" attacks.
Yeah, I don't know why I wrote that. It's completely out of character. I must have been in a weird mood that night. My apologies. :)
it's really funny, though.
Cool...my first Cellar Tagline is in use. I'm truly honored. I mean onert...
The Cellar- You pose your own risk.
THE CELLAR: Asshats Abound, Crapflooders Combat, and Retards Rule
The Cellar: Almost as fun as a rainy day at the beach.
The Cellar: Now 100% dave-free.
(Well, somebody had to...)
The Cellar: Sanitized for your
protection...we think.
The Cellar: can I just start over?
The Cellar: Either the asylum or the weekend pass - we're not sure which.
The new tagline is great!
(So that people know what I'm talking about in three months, it is:
The Cellar: Now seeking new users. The emotionally insecure need not apply. )
The Cellar: Welcome to New Retardia
The Cellar: Open mouth, insert foot.
or maybe
The Cellar: When Prozac becomes too expensive
I vote Lumberjim's tag line!:
"It puts the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again."
The Cellar - Connecting hermits everywhere.
The Cellar - Its 2004. Do you know where your brain is? :)
The Cellar - Where everybody knows your game.
The Cellar: Where ideas are met with warmth, humor and the occasional round of gun fire.
THE CELLAR: Don't expect us to do your thinking for you.
THE CELLAR: For those times when you just want to feel pretty
The Cellar: Contains less carbs than Michelob Ultra!
The Cellar: Warning- contents under pressure.
The Cellar: We welcome all...even fucking idiots
The Cellar: Fucking with the status quo in the most annoying way possible.
Welcome to the Cellar: Home of the While-U-Wait lobotomy.
The Cellar- Welcome, but don't step on the ducks.
The Cellar- PORN ? No but as long as you're here
The Cellar: Multiperson pantheistic solipsism at its finest.
The Cellar: Your mother says we're nice.
The Cellar: Where evolution takes no prisoners
The Cellar: Where you can take brain candy from strangers
The Cellar: They did NOT just say that!
The Cellar: Yes, it's here...that's here too...Yep, that too..
The Cellar: Where you can always find the most popular threads!
the cellar: don;t be intolerably irritating
(semi colon used intentionally in order to be tolerably irritating)
"Welcome to the Cellar, Google's #1 Resource for Whale Penis Queries"
Originally posted by Elspode
"Welcome to the Cellar, Google's #1 Resource for Whale Penis Queries"
timely, and well stated......an instant classic....and i see, UT agrees.
The Cellar: Home of the Un-Named Sentient Prehensile Whale Penis
TONY, I LOVE THE NEW TAG LINE. is it an original of yours?
( The cellar: be nice and kind and considerate.....or go fuck yourself!)
Thanks man. Yes... I wrote it today.
Hmm...I think I should go fuck myself then...
How do we go about doing that?
First, find a whale penis...you'll have to figure out the rest on your own. :)
Welcome to the Cellar, suspect.
Be yourself - there's no-one in the world better at it
I have to take issue with this. I think Erol Flynn was better at being me, than I am. Indiana Jones too.:D
The Cellar - Its more than an online forum...its an online soap opera!
The Cellar: Dipped in Milk Chocolate but sprinkled with nuts.
the cellar- a neat mess...
so tainted, it's pure...
the place to exchange polite insults...
a terribly good place for working dysfunctionals to use a clean public restroom,
a serious joke...
an authentic imitation of a little coffee shop
an accident on purpose
a place for all the masculine girls, tall midgets, bald brunettes, jumbo shrimp, hateful lovers and antisocial friends.
a place to get a dry drink and a healthy cigarette. come try our inedible food and virgin martinis!
a place full of relaxing tension and easy stress.
a pleasant hell.
a place for all of you sleeping insomniacs, sober alcoholics and frigid nymphomaniacs...
the cellar: blunt as a razor and sharp as a peg..
the cellar: the beginning of the end.
Too long for a tag line, but I'll vote for it to be the offical Cellar opening contradictory poem. :)
The Cellar: A Beautiful Disaster
The Cellar: You can put ketchup on a shit sandwich, but it'll still taste like a shit sandwich
The cellar: Jump into the deep end of the thought pool. Just beware of the floating turds.
Welcome to The Cellar, the place that even Frodo's Elven light couldn't illuminate.
Welcome to the Cellar- wanna buy a t-shirt?
the cellar: sharper than a bowling ball
the cellar: smarter than a bag of hair
the cellar: a study in coolness
the cellar: we know the meaning of life
the cellar: pull my finger!
One nation, under toad...
Paradigms deconstructed While-U-Wait
Your source for answers with no question asked
Your source for questions with no answers given
The Cellar: We'll give you a name when you lose
We may insult you, but never your intelligence.
Your one-stop schema swap-shop.
the cellar: replete with moments of occasional wisdom
The Cellar: Your one-stop source for mental illness!
M'Kay, i know I'm stealing the name of a product that lets [will let] me run OS X on my G3 Mac, but ...
The Cellar: Ex Post Facto
You've really taken the occasional wisdom thing to heart haven't you?
Originally posted by Catwoman
You've really taken the occasional wisdom thing to heart haven't you?
well, in a word, yes. in more words: I post a lot. I post a lot of wisecracks, insults, and plain silliness. sometimes the occasional morsel of wisdom escapes as well. thanks for noticing it.
the cellar: nice people having a nice time being nice
the cellar: when the bitterness and disillusionment of life...oh nevermind. sigh
the cellar: as cool as sharks with laserbeams on their heads
Originally posted by lumberjim
the cellar: when the bitterness and disillusionment of life...oh nevermind. sigh
That's my favourite!
the cellar: thanksafuckinglot
the cellar: come out come out wherever you are!
[FONT=courier new][SIZE=4]
Welcome to Tardville![/SIZE][SIZE=3]
Population: countless happy Tards and one pissed-off Giant[/SIZE][/FONT]
The Cellar: It's Hot, Moist,...and Deep!
The Cellar - Now, with 15% more British Citizens!
The Cellar - If We Were Meant to Have a Tag Line, The Gummint Would Issue One
bitterness, ineptitude, and arrogance: it's a handy 3pack.
The end of the net as we know it.
Where gluttons are severely punished...
The Cellar: In the kingdom of the nearly blind, the one handed typist is king.
The Cellar: Please check your intelligence at the door. Opinions subject to search.
The Cellar: 1st Amendment; meet 2nd Amendment.
The Cellar: Exercising your right to my opinion.
The Cellar: Where everyone is as unique as everyone else.
The Cellar: I think therefore I am (something of an oddity around here).
Woo hoo! My second tagline suggestion to have been adopted! Hell, I got a small bonus check at work today, won at darts last night, and now *this*! My luck is changing for the better! :)
C'mere Els....lemme rub you to see if some of that luck rubs off :)
I...uh...um...err...okay?
You just mentioned that you were having a lucky streak....
It's a silly family tradition....rubbing the head of the 'lucky one' to see if it rubs off.
(nothing perverted *G*)
Yeah, that's what I thought. Damn it.
Well, if you're looking for perversion, I know people who know people yanno.....
Nah...all the luck I have to spare is yours, Dag. Here's to better times all around! :beer:
Internet Anonymous - when you have no place else left to go.
The Cellar - Come douse your silly little opinion in a bath of our finest contempt.
The Cellar - Bastion of free speech. dissenters will be taxed.
Thanks for adopting my tab for today.
Here's another:
The Cellar: An mindless void surrounded by a giant sphincter.
The Cellar: Enter and enjoy the heavenly torture that awaits you.
I feel so honored. UT used one of my tag lines. thanks man, that made my day.
bitterness, ineptitude, and arrogance: it's a handy 3pack.
my immediate response was, "2 out of 3 ain't bad."
The cellar: Your arrival was inevitable John
(it should give anyone named john a reason to look a little closer, and you can rotate through the more common names.)
The Cellar - We're Nerds, and We Vote!
The Cellar: The internet community for beautiful people. you can leave now.
The Cellar: You're soaking in it. :D
The Cellar: Home to vegetarians, communists, and us lower life forms too.
The Cellar: You can put your weed in there!
Weirdity, dude! For some reason that sketch is coming back into style. I never even saw it when it first aired, never heard about it, and yet somehow somebody pointed me to a video of it two weeks ago. And someone on Fark made a reference to it yesterday.
You put your weed in there!
The sketch must be 10 years old, from when Schnieder was on SNL. If he didn't deliver the line so perfectly...
Schneider has brought a version of that character to the big screen a couple times in the last few years. He did a Hawaiin stoner in 50 First Dates and in a really bad movie where he's a criminal who switches bodies with a cheerleader type, he also plays a stoner in a voodoo shop and delivers the line.
The Cellar: Thoughtful discussion found here. Antacids and restraints available.
The Cellar- It needs more cow bell. ;)
The Cellar- It needs more cow bell. ;)
AAAAHHAHAHAHAHAAA!!! thanks bruce. i'm laughing just thinking of that skit. my wife actually laughs to the point of getting teary every time we see that.
Certified 100% John Wayne Gacy free
The Cellar: Sure, it's just recreational. You can quit posting any time you want.
The Cellar: You're sure no one followed you, right?
The system is now stable. The users, however...
That only makes sense right now, so I've put it right up there.
The Cellar is a stable, mostly horses but an occasional ass. :)
The Cellar: Do It For The Children
The Cellar: We put the *FUN* in functional addict
The Cellar: Ctrl+Alt+Del, repeat as needed
The Cellar: Rock out with you cock out
The Cellar: Hang out with your wang out
(god, I could come up with a million of these)
The Cellar: Instant dissent, just add users
The Cellar: And He saw that it was...well...alright...
The Cellar: More Federal Investigations Per Capita than Syria
The Cellar: Cool...I mean, like Djibouti cool...
The Cellar: Nobody really reads this part, anyway
The Cellar: We've got guns. Pay attention.
The Cellar: Booty traps
The Cellar: In cyberspace, no one can hear you scream...
The Cellar: Because at 3am, it's either this or porn
The Cellar: On the internet, no one knows that you're a Toad.
The Cellar: It slices, dices and makes julienne fries
The Cellar: Guaranteed not to rust, bust, collect dust or bag at the knees
The Cellar: Home of gentlemen, scholars, and judges of fine whiskey.
The Cellar: Sent by the one who is called 'I Am'
It's like a shotgun or a surgical air strike; if I fire enough, maybe I'll hit the target by pure chance
edit: Decided to include one of my rules to live by
The Cellar: Don't be stupid, and don't be a dick.
He he alpha this is my favourite:
The Cellar: Nobody really reads this part, anyway
The Cellar: Please wipe your feet before leaving.
The Cellar: New and Improved tipjar! Use it. Now.
The Cellar: We knew it all along.
The Cellar: No longer young and idealistic.
The Cellar: Unfair, Unbalanced and Slightly Deranged
The Cellar, It is what it is and more than it is. ;)
The Cellar: Have you hugged a pollster today?
The Cellar: Where all idealogies are treated with equal contempt!
The Cellar: Global digital response to the guillotine.
(please correct spelling)
Ha Ha! Alpha: In cyberspace no one can hear you scream.....
That's a winner!
The Cellar: it's just recreational. You can quit posting any time you want
Next you're gonna tell us the first post is free...
The Cellar is your Daddy.
The Cellar: Last holdout against the vast rightwing conspiracy
The Cellar: opposite of Hotel California:
You never actually arrived but you can ALWAYS leave.
We don't actually have anything to do with "This is Not Porn".
The Cellar: Our molehills are taller than Mount Everest.
If you don't do it properly, you'll get to the pub sooner.
Wombat's signature. :thumbsup:
The Cellar: 1,000,000,000 bad poets scourge, and counting.
The Cellar: Now Without Porn
Adapted from an IM conversation with Dagney ...
The Cellar: We're here to educate the asses. ummm. Masses, that's it. Masses.
following along...
The Cellar: Masses for Asses. Atone for your sins! Rev. Undertoad presiding.
the cellar...................Cock!
The Cellar: Home of the World's First Dissociative Word Association Thread
The Cellar: Less mayo, more mustard.
The Cellar: Vin Diesel wanted to be here but couldn't make it.
The Cellar: Vin Diesel created it in 5 days, and rested for 2.
The Cellar: Like reality tv, except we won't vote you off.[SIZE=1]probably.[/SIZE]
...well, except that one time.
The Cellar...melts in your mind, not in your mouth.
The Cellar: Single minded focus on the prob- HEYLOOK-ABIRD!
*wipes tears of laughter (and embarassment) from eyes*
...Love at first "site"..........
The Cellar: Go ahead and post. All the cool kids do it.
Woo hoo! My second tagline honor! Thank you, M&M's (and UT).
The Cellar: Over 4,000 eyes for detail
The Cellar: Just try it, you can leave anytime you want.
The Cellar: 2,325 <strike>jen</strike> <strike>genyus</strike> <strike>gene</strike> smart people can't be wrong.
The Cellar - throw another newbie on the fire
The Cellar - tollbooth on the road to mental stability
The Cellar - abandon rationalizations, all ye who enter here
The Cellar - ooey, gooey, rich and chewy inside; golden, flaky, tender cakey outside...
Addicted to the internet. - But we're getting better.
The Cellar: Home of the UIA, Uninformed Informers Anonymous
The Cellar: Don't look at us..... We just dwell here.
The Cellar: Home of the few, the proud, and the pornless
The Cellar: Only one man has ever escaped..
The Cellar: Not to be used while pregnant or taking medication
The Cellar: Not only delicious, but now with extra vitamin NSFW!
The Cellar: Home of the NeoChristian-Pagan-Extremist-Hindu Church!
The Cellar: It's good...and good for you.
The Cellar: So round, so firm, so fully packed.
The Cellar: Nine Out of Ten Drooling Idiots Can't Be Wrong!
The Cellar: Sticky Wickets, Not Sticky Keyboards...
The Cellar: Top Floor of the Internet Tower
The Cellar: Helping Nerds Find Friends Since (Insert Founding Date Here)!
The Cellar: There's no need to fear, Undertoad is here!
The Cellar: This is my listening face
The Cellar: kicking myspace's ass since 1999
The Cellar: We Don't Need No Steenkin' Bloggers ...
The Cellar: Full of roots, jam, and pickles since.......
The Cellar: Where there's a glaring abscence of Kenny G
The Cellar: Where two Rights won't beat a Leftist
The Cellar: Ummm....you know....
The Cellar: Where eventullay you can make someone say "underware"
The Cellar: don't blame us, we voted for Cardinal Francis Arinze
too obscure?
The Cellar: It's kind of a big deal
The Cellar: Elitist group therapy
When will UPS deliver my certified 100% John Wayne Gacy at no charge to me?
The Cellar: Dark, Deep, Dangerous...and strangely damp
The Cellar: don't blame us, we voted for Cardinal Francis Arinze
too obscure?
No. :lol2:
The Cellar: It's like a traffic accident, you just can't help but to look.
The Cellar: Insert your wit here.
The Cellar: Now with 300% more Francophiles!
The Cellar: Now watch as we wake up this troll.
The Cellar: Need an opinion? We've got plenty.
The Cellar: Don't come in here half-cocked.
The Cellar: Now watch as we wake up this troll.
:lol: :lol: :lol: Now that's comedy.
The Cellar: We've got a page for people like you...
The Cellar: You'll need to have this fish in your ear.
The Cellar: Good night, good luck, win awards.
[SIZE=1]Yes, I'm on a DNA kick...[/SIZE]
The Cellar: Cock! Stay awhile, you'll understand.
The Cellar: This is Not Blog
The Cellar: Insert your wit here.
The Cellar: Now with 300% more Francophiles!
The Cellar: Now watch as we wake up this troll.
The Cellar: Need an opinion? We've got plenty.
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Random Cellarite Fact: BigV likes big butts, but has been known to lie.
I don't really have anything to add, I just wanted to capture the moment I made lookout123's signature line.
Woo hoo! 14 minutes to go.... :lol:
The Cellar: Typing required. Thinking optional.
The Cellar: Typing required. Thinking optional.
You've been reading my posts again...........
The Cellar: It's Only Teenage Wasteland
The Cellar: 110% sane free
The Cellar: The NEW New Utopia
The Cellar: I come here for the music.
The Cellar: We dont care what race you come from, we'll still beat you.
The Cellar: where all your dreams come true!! (actual dreams may vary from those of The Cellar and its subsidiaries and share holders)
The Cellar: sit down and shutup, 'round here we tell you what to think
The Cellar: Chinese finger traps dont go there.
The Cellar: Where nothing can possi-blye go wrong. Er, possibly go wrong.
The Cellar: come for the grapes, stay for the cramps.
Hope I'm not duplicating anyone, cause this one seems obvious:
The Cellar: We're all talk.
The Cellar.....There's a one in a million chance it'll work
The Cellar: Two Category 4 Hurricanes, and STILL Not a Drop of Water in Here!
HAHAHA great. I can only hope my roof repairs work, if we get rain from this Bitch.
The Cellar: Pretty Close to 100% Vegetarian Free.
The Cellar: Like a fishhook in your brain.
The Cellar: If you could smoke it...
The Cellar: trolling for bottom feeders.
The Cellar: Two all-beef patties, special sauce with extra sarcasm
The Cellar: We're the anthill, you're the telescope lens
The Cellar: The answer to "What is 6X9"
The Cellar: We got your dysfunction -- right here!
The Cellar: No bells or whistles.
The Cellar: Snarkiness is next to Godliness.
Quoting Dar512, here:
And this may be the real reason people come back to the Cellar. The small chance to be Dorothy Parker or Robert Benchley and place the perfect barb, the classic riposte and engage in fairly witty reparte.
Such a terrific concept deserves a tagline:
The Cellar - the online version of the Algonquin Hotel
The Cellar- #1 in draining Googles resources with obscure references
The Cellar - a virtual bathroom wall to scrawl upon.
The Cellar - a virtual bathroom wall to scrawl upon.
The Cellar: trolling for bottom feeders.
The Cellar: We got your dysfunction -- right here!
I'm on the path of the barefoot serpent...damn these are good...
I'm on the path of the barefoot serpent...damn these are good...
thanks! :o
The Cellar: leave your 10-gallon asshat at the door.
The Cellar: The weight-loss suppliment in Sally Struther's purse.
The Cellar: We fart in your general direction.
The Cellar: The scared child in Michael Jackson's closet.
The Cellar: WWWWWHHHHHAAAAAZZZZZUUUUUPPPPP?!?!?!?!
And, finally, for my fellow O&A pests--
The Cellar: Your Moms Box
I don't expect any to be picked, but I figured I try...
the cellar
mind vomit for the masses
the cellar
mind vomit for the masses
Oh yeah. That oughta bring 'em in.
What about "Thoughtful Emesis," then.
Ooh. That wrapped my mind around a hairpin curve to one that might actually be decentish ... "Eschewing Obfuscation since 1990."
The Cellar: Where everyone should try some things just once. Our patience isn't one of them.
(With a bow in the direction of Bruce)
The Cellar
We put the FU in "dysfunctional"
The Cellar
"How can they porn thee, let me count the ways..."
The Cellar: don't blame us, we voted for Cardinal Francis Arinze
too obscure?
I made the cut! kick ass! My life is an endless chain of meaningless glories! This will go on my mantle right next to my teen choice award and my "#1 dad" hat.
the cellar: We're Rick James, Bitch!
the cellar: Don;t forget to eat a dick! ( with the apostropholon!)
the cellar: By the time you realize that we're not saying anything, it's too late to stop reading it, dumbass.
the cellar: Go shit in your hat
the cellar: we really, really like you..............Not!
the cellar: Please, please help us shut marichiko up!
the cellar: Made you look!
the cellar: Help us come up with a funny tag line! we're obviously out of good ideas!
The Cellar: Deeeeeeeeez nuuuuuuuuuuts!!!
The Cellar....Don't believe everthing you read.
The Cellar: sex, drugs, rock & roll with a side order of fava beans and a nice Chianti.
The Cellar: The Impotence of Being Earnest performed daily; plus Saturday matinee.
the cellar: We're Rick James, Bitch!
Lumberjim is really a funny guy. Made me laugh out loud! :lol:
The Cellar: do you really want to know where the bodies are buried?
Lumberjim is really a funny guy. Made me laugh out loud! :lol:
you for got to format that properly. here.
the cellar: Lumberjim is really a funny guy. Made me laugh out loud! :lol:
there you go
The Cellar: Munchausen Syndrome by Proxy server.
The cellar: ***************, you're welcome, lumberjim.
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The Cellar: Munchausen Syndrome by Proxy server.
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That's some funny-ass shit.
The Cellar: We really are as funny as we think we are.
The Cellar: We're the Billy Goats Gruff, You're the Troll
Keep the Information Highway free...no trolls.
The Cellar: We've Billy Goats; Griff, you Troll.
The Cellar: a place to feed on ignorant souls.
The Cellar: preventing the return of Jesus Christ for over 2000 years.
The Cellar: if you dont know what SCF means. you'll learn the hard way.
The Cellar: you cant stop it...go on...try unplugging your computer, it wont work.
The Cellar: if you read this you will die in 5 days. hahaha, are we joking? hahaha, you'll find out soon
The Cellar: keep reading until you find the antidote.
The Cellar: 'My people are the people of the dessert' said T. E. Lawrence picking up his fork.
The Cellar: A Cul de Sac on the Information Superhighway
(I can't remember if I ever offered this one before, I know I've used the descriptor since the 'old days,' though)
The Cellar: The Cherry on Your Internet Sundae!
The Cellar:Contrary to popular belief, NOT a chat room.
The Cellar: Pointless
The Cellar: if sex was a three legged duck then...ahh i forget how that goes
The Cellar: Drink a beer, light a fart, name your favorite private part...
The Cellar: Your mother's twat needs a doorbell.
The Cellar: Your sister goes down on Egyptians.
The Cellar: Cancel Your Appointments
The Cellar: Theatre of the mindless.
The Cellar: Shut up, you'll ruin it!
The Cellar: Santa touched me in my no-no spot.
The Cellar: Dr. Ruth is a Nazi midget in heat.
The Cellar: Anal bleaching is our speciality.
The Cellar: Elaine Benes School of Dance Sponsor
The Cellar: Tiajuana Donkey Shows Every Thursday - Ladies Drink Free 4PM - 7PM
The Cellar: Those kids aren't missing, but they are delicious.
The Cellar: gooood! Flame wars: baaaaad!
The Cellar: a pimple on the backside of the blogosphere.
The Cellar: My thread can beat up your thread.
The Cellar: Your sister's hot, but your mom can do that thing with her tounge...
The Cellar: Plenty of girls and bands and slogans and lots of hoopla, but remember,
NO politics. Issues confuse people.
The Cellar: When people say things like, 'that's what I'm talkin' about,' I'll bet that's... the... ummm... type of thing to which they're referring.
The Cellar: The debate rages on. But not here.
The Cellar: Apparently the difference between a stink bomb and a Level 3 toxic biohazard is two extra drops of sulfur tetraoxide.
The Cellar: Don't worry. It's kinda cool... in a loser, dorky, nerdy, 'I'm never
gonna have sex' sort of way.
The Cellar: Life is hilariously cruel.
The Cellar: We do not suffer fools gladly; but if it's any consolation, we will gladly
make fools suffer.
The Cellar: Putting the b into subtle
The Cellar: I so desperately wished you liked me!
The Cellar: stare not too long into The Cellar lest The Cellar stare back unto thee.
The Cellar: Stirred, not shaken.
The Cellar: Like the three Little Pigs.... only more than three, and not little.
The Cellar: Not wearing any underwear.
The Cellar: Do not disturb any further.
The Cellar: Busy reverse engineering Intelligent Design
The Cellar: We know. We're just not telling.
The Cellar: We're not Lost because we haven't decided where we're going.
The Cellar: How can we be Lost when we're driving in circles?
The Cellar: Terms defined. Theories explained. Myths debunked. All before bedtime.
The Cellar: The rootkit in the Zeitgeist.
The Cellar: You'll come around to our way of not agreeing on anything.
The Cellar: Yesterday's answer is today's question.
The Cellar: You're here, wearing that? Ugh.
the Cellar: Hell is for children, but only the good die young.
The Cellar: The nipple ring on the tit of life.
the cellar: that burning sensation has nothing to do with us
The Cellar: Giving you some action from the back section
The Cellar: We're going to give you every inch of our love.
The Cellar: one in ten threads is ghey.
The Cellar: yet another case of too many doms and not enough subs.
:shame:
Oh, crap. In my haste and excitement I posted to the wrong damn thread.
Moved to where it really belongs.The Cellar: A place to meet the zeitgeist
The Cellar: Melts in your mouth, not in your hands
The Cellar: Crunchy on the outside, creamy on the inside
(I'm hungry)
The Cellar: Are we dead, or is this Ohio?
The Cellar: I need a drink
Maybe this is too 1970's ish, but:
The Cellar: Travel the world wide web, meet interesting, exciting people, and flame them.
The Cellar: The Cheap Seats of the Internet Stadium
The Cellar: Like finding a booger on your keyboard
The Cellar: HD resolution in an NTSC world
The Cellar: A slap shot to the groin
The Cellar: More great threads than Liberace's wardrobe!
The Cellar: Fallout shelter for the Internet holocaust
The Cellar: More great threads than Liberace's wardrobe!
I love it.
love the freak flag line btw
The Cellar: Where Google googles.
The Cellar: Did you fart?
love the freak flag line btw
Thanks, it's one of my few originals.
The Cellar: We're surer than you are.
The Cellar: Not to be used while pregnant or taking medication
Shit.The Cellar: Viewer discretion advised.
You must be this tall to join the Cellar.
The Cellar: We crossed the streams.
The Cellar: You *will* meet someone who pisses you off.
With apologies to Sundae Girl-
The Cellar- has photographic proof of just how good her arse looked when she was at college
You must be this tall to join the Cellar.
Brilliant.
from Foot3 ,
"Did you hear me fart? It was a happy fart."
The Cellar: we've forgotten more than you'll ever post here.
The Cellar: Don't move, we'll get a towel.
meh.
The Cellar: Funny, like a clown. We amuse you.
I got nothin....
The Cellar: You don't know the history of psychology. We do
(when I write one I get to put it right up there, hee hee hee)
The Cellar: All your basement are belong to us.
The Cellar: Raises Thread Piracy to High Art
~It's the kind or organisation where the lunatic fringe extends right to the centre~
Oh wait - that's MY tag line.....
The Cellar: Unprotected Social Intercourse for the Masses
The Cellar: 2,000 Chiefs and Not One Damn Indian...Ummm...Native American
The Cellar: There's a 50/50 Chance That We're Right Two-Thirds of the Time
The Cellar: Running With Our Shoelaces Tied Together
The Cellar: What happens if I click this icon over he...
The Cellar: You can click in but you can't click out.
The Cellar: A nice place to lurk when you are at work.
Do not adjust your monitor. The events in the Cellar are actually happening.
The Cellar: Food for thought. Side of mustard optional.
The Cellar is based in Philadelphia. So shouldn't that be "cheeze-whiz optional"?
The Cellar: Like the cockroach on the white wedding cake of life
The Cellar: A good place to send all your old roots. (some aussie slang interpretation may be required here)
The Cellar is based in Philadelphia. So shouldn't that be "cheeze-whiz optional"?
I guess not, it isn't in the Quiz :confused:
The Cellar: Ask your pharmacist for it by name.
The Cellar: You're here, wearing that? Ugh.
HOODY HOO!!!
My tag line got picked!!!
Do I win a prize?
If so, I want Brianna...
Then again, so might my wife...
The Cellar: a heart darker than a black steers tookus on a moonless night.
The Cellar: a fruity aroama and a woody taste, come here for a good whine
The Cellar: 4 Out of 5 Doctors Agree That It Refreshes While It Relaxes
The Cellar: 80% Chance of Rhetoric Flurries Overnight
The Cellar: Chock Full O' Nuts
The Cellar: Still legal in South Dakota.
Can't do bolding in the tag line. It's already bold. :)
Can't do bolding in the tag line. It's already bold. :)
How about
The Cellar: Still legal in South Dakota.Usability problem: underlining on the web indicates a link. :D
The Cellar: bigger than a crawlspace
The Cellar: Still legal in South Dakota.
?
I think that'll do it. :thumbsup:
I think that'll do it. :thumbsup:
Thanks for the help HM.
The Cellar - wishes it was an Oscar Meyer weiner
The Cellar - 11 gallons of discourse in a ten-gallon hat
The Cellar - soothes the itchy redness of dry mind
The Cellar - adapted to fit your screen
The Cellar - A Matter of National Security...or something.
Wow, you get really creative when your boss pisses you off.
(which could also be adapted for a tag line.)
The Cellar: The result of mistreated employee's
The Cellar: 1+1=2, peace+time=war, deranged+keyboard=The Cellar
The Cellar: Milking minds and churning them into butter
The Pellar: Home of Dislexics
The Cellar: AG free until yesterday
The Cellar: where perkiness is godliness
Kagen4o4: Spamming this thread since 4 days ago
The Cellar: Training bits not included.
The Cellar: Those who can't start 100 new threads per day need not apply.
The Cellar: Working on a New Immigration Policy
The Cellar: Firing our border patrol.
The Cellar: We'll decide if we're a clique or not. So there.
The Cellar: Living proof that spamming the Cellar tag line thread will eventually pay off. :)
The Cellar: Those who can't start 100 new threads per day need not apply.
I can't help that I made a decision to post often, and the universe conspired to make it happen.
;)
My boy recently has been blaming his brain for making bad decisions. It's not his fault, you see.
I can't help that I made a decision to post often, and the universe conspired to make it happen.
;)
My kind of reasoning. You aren't a witch, by any chance?
The Cellar: Does your Mom like to party? :::runs away:::
The Cellar: Teaching Old Dogs New Tricks.
The Cellar: The humane society for the Internet's unwanted
The Cellar: Hasn't banned those assholes yet
The Cellar: A place to hide your ugliness, or... really let it hang out.
The Cellar: In the words of the almighty, "fit the fuck in".
The Cellar : Fit in or Fuck OFF !!!
The Cellar: Resistance is Futile
The Cellar: Seriously people, let it go already. It takes two to tango.
The Cellar: Human beings, acting exactly as they would act in real life, for better or worse.
The Cellar: time is money, spend it here
Here is a saying I came up with a couple years ago... friends and I use it often, you may be able to guess how or when it'd apply. I'll add it here as a tagline:
The Cellar: It's all coming together, like a monkey in a blender.
The Cellar : Fit in or Fuck OFF !!!
YES!! this has my vote.:love:
The Cellar: Terms defined. Theories explained. Myths debunked. All before bedtime.
If I debunk a myth, then does that mean I am hot bunking?
The Cellar: Not a Chat Room
The Cellar: One of our users is Abe Vigoda!
The Cellar: lump it or like it.
The Cellar: one of our users is a cannibal, try and guess which one, I think you'll be pleasantly surprised.
The Cellar - Warm Hearts - Cold Feet
The Cellar - Not your mamas cellar!
or This is Not Your Mamas Cellar.
The Cellar - We ain't your mama.
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I read up to page 17 so far. Some great funny stuff :)
The Cellar: your mama!
The Cellar: Dont come here! its a trap!!
The Cellar : fruits like it here.
The Cellar: Call it what you want. We ain't goin' nowhere.
The Cellar: ralleC ehT
hahahaha ive thought of posting that so many times and every time i think of it i say "nah, only an idiot would do that" HAHAHAHAHAHA
The Cellar: 1. I like those odds
hahahaha ive thought of posting that so many times and every time i think of it i say "nah, only an idiot would do that" HAHAHAHAHAHA
Here I am trying to think of non-AG tag-lines and non-insulting ones, to work my way into the group little by little... and you go ahead and attack me anyway. Oh well, there's always someone like that.
The Cellar : Come on in and chill.
The Cellar : We're chill'n
The Cellar : Aged Wine. No Whine.
The Cellar : We write the rules on the back of your head. Good Luck
The Cellar : Hear crickets? Take a hint.
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I finished reading page 17m- 31. Good stuff there. Many a chucke :)
The Cellar : Aged Wine. No Whine.
Not ... entirely true.
Here I am trying to think of non-AG tag-lines and non-insulting ones, to work my way into the group little by little... and you go ahead and attack me anyway. Oh well, there's always someone like that.
HAHAHAHAHA. wait...like what? :right:
Around here we don't spit in your face, we spit on your soul.
C/Ped from another thread, from yesterday, still makes me laugh.
HAHAHAHAHA. wait...like what? :right:
a HAHAHAHAHAHA'er
:lame:
[SIZE="4"][/SIZE]MY ALL-CAPS CAN BEAT UP YOUR ALL-CAPS!
The Cellar: This isn't the freak'in ark!
The Cellar: This isn't the fabled ark.
The Cellar: Don't rock the boat
The Cellar: And all gods creatures came into the ark.
The Cellar: UT sends out a dove.
The Cellar: Where's that damn olive branch?, rainbow?
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sorry just being silly 'cause I'm sleepy. hehehe
Not ... entirely true.
I know but I was going for witty instead of accurate.
The Cellar: Balancing the fine art of wit and accuracy since ___.
The Cellar: It's free - until you're hooked.
The Cellar: Now with 30% more Bullshit
The Cellar: Yet another argument against human cloning.
The Cellar: Online Home of the Keebler Elves.
The Cellar: Just like Fox News, only funny and honest.
The Cellar: Where the monster lives when it leaves your closet.
The Cellar: Neither plane, nor bird, nor even frog...
The Cellar: Did not supply nuclear technology to Iran.
The Cellar: We'll have you shooting soda out of your nose within five minutes.
The Cellar: Glad you use Dial, but still wishes everyone did.
FWIW, IMO, 'spode always comes up with the best tags.
Throw another newbie on the fire
Who do we have to thank for this one?
guess who!
You're a bad person, Elspode. A bad, bad person. :smashfrea
Yeah, but how prescient was it? It was way back before the borders were overrun, you know. :D
The Cellar: Undertoad has his favourites
The Cellar: Nic Name made this cool thread about tag lines.
The Cellar : We used this line before.
The Cellar: In syndication since_______.
New tagline . . . "[COLOR="DarkRed"]The Cellar: The harder you try to make it All About YOU, the less it will be[/COLOR]" . . .
Wow. Talk about your instant winners! :)
No kidding! Sorry Elspode, looks like UT has a new "Golden Boy" . . .
I wrote it, and 15 minutes later there was Flint's post...
But, what is time, really? These are the important questions...
Congrats Flint! On creating the new tag line, and your amazing time travel feats.
The Cellar: Yes. *sigh* Flint is here
[CENTER][SIZE="6"][FONT="Century Gothic"][COLOR="Lime"]* * * me me me baby! say my name! yesss! * * * [/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/CENTER]
The Cellar: Flint is a cunt, please don't fuck him.
props=juju
Man, I love this trend of all the taglines having my name in them!
EVERY body needs one of these when dealing with Flint ,
http://www.jlist.com/IMAGE/i6hs9
Especaly for the BS antenna !!!
The Cellar: just ignore him, you'll know when it happens.
I wrote it, and 15 minutes later there was Flint's post...
Oy... :rolleyes:
The Cellar: Bringing new meaning to the term 'product placement'.
The Coke: Under new Management
The Cellar: An apple of a place.
The Cellar: On second thought, dont come here, tis a silly place
The Cellar: Has Mercenaries on the payroll.
The Cellar : Pre -emptive strikes in progress.
What I really : wanted to say
The Cellar: An Apple of a place. Don't mind the maggots.
but it sounded sooo worrmmy. yuk :vomitblu:
The Cellar: comes without assembly instructions
The Cellar: Bar low, Cellar high
The Cellar: You need to hit refresh when you return to check on threads.
The Cellar: The Real Reason Ken Lay Ruined Enron
The Cellar: Wookin' Pa Nub
The Cellar: The Reason Dorothy Went to Oz With Nothing But a Dog
The Cellar: So Full of Refugees, It Will Capsize Like an African Ferry Any Day Now
The Cellar: Not Sanitized for Your Protection
The Cellar: I Swear, My Folks Never Come Down Here - Take Off Your Pants...
The Cellar: We know what’s good for you
The Cellar: The Anti-Sleep.
The Cellar: Because you deserve less than more.
The Cellar: Just what someone wanted some time.
The Cellar: Where that last drink would have brought you.
The Cellar: Help us help you do nothing fast!
The Cellar: The world is at your fingertips… this is your middle finger.
nice zenra.
The Cellar: Now with 20% more Electrolytes
The Cellar: Low G.I.
The Cellar: Low fizz so you can slam it down fast
The Cellar: Enjoy
The Cellar: Helps you work, rest and play
The Cellar: Patent Pending
The Cellar: duuuh, whats a copyright?
The Simpsons: (insert theme music)
The Kagen: hey, Undertoad needed the money
The Audio Galaxy: NOOOOOOOOO
The Cellar: I could be studying right now
The Cellar: This guy runs the place . . .
Derrrrrrrrrr. Derrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
ahhhhhhhhh...dass a gut one!
The Cellar: Don't Touch It... I Saw It Move!
The Cellar: Maintain eye contact to avoid lethal venom injection
The Cellar : The server is too busy at the moment. Please try again later.
[SIZE="1"]did anybody else already do this one? surely they must have[/SIZE]
The Cellar: Bring your own flashlight.
The Cellar: ala Trump, "You're banned!"
The Cellar: You're nowhere near as funny as you think you are.
The Cellar: Bring us your tired, your poor. Good, now take them back.
The Cellar: Poke it with a stick and see what happens!
The Cellar: Hurry, before the goddamned pacifists ruin it entirely.
The Cellar: He's a lumberjim and he's ok.
The Cellar : Chimpanzee experiment in progress.
The Cellar: He's a lumberjim and he's ok.
I have no idea why I think that's funny :)
I know exactly why I think that is funny.
But does he use suspenders and a bra?
I have no idea why I think that's funny :)
Oh, I'm a lumberjim, and I'm okay,
I sleep all night and I work all day.
CHORUS: He's a lumberjim, and he's okay,
He sleeps all night and he works all day.
I cut down trees, I eat my lunch,
I go to the lava-try.
On Wednesdays I go shoppin'
And have buttered scones for tea.
Mounties: He cuts down trees, he eats his lunch,
He goes to the lava-try.
On Wednesdays 'e goes shoppin'
And has buttered scones for tea.
CHORUS
I cut down trees, I skip and jump,
I like to press wild flowers.
I put on women's clothing,
And hang around in bars.
Mounties: He cuts down trees, he skips and jumps,
He likes to press wild flowers.
He puts on women's clothing
And hangs around.... In bars???????
CHORUS
I chop down trees, I wear high heels,
Suspendies and a bra.
I wish I'd been a girlie
Just like my dear papa.
Mounties: He cuts down trees, he wears high heels
Suspendies?? and a .... a Bra????
(spoken, raggedly) What's this? Wants to be a *girlie*? Oh, My!
And I thought you were so rugged! Poofter!
CHORUS
All: He's a lumberjim, and he's okaaaaaaayyy.....
grrr, now I am gonna be humming that bastard all day. I dont wanna think about LJ all day!!!
No offense LJ :p
Classic, kagen, just classic. When I read that I immediately imagined John Cleese singing it during Monty Python and the Holy Grail.
The Cellar: The foam brought you here. It brings everyone here.
The Cellar: Come for the foam. Stay for the beer.
Classic, kagen, just classic. When I read that I immediately imagined John Cleese singing it during Monty Python and the Holy Grail.
lol, john cleese never sings it and its not in the holy grail!!
The Cellar: Come for the foam. Stay for the beer.
Usually I just copy and paste these into my tag lines file, but this one is time-sensitive and so perfect that it needs to be used immediately.
the cellar: We're not attention whores, we're attention escorts.
The Cellar: We no abut zippyt's speelling. deel wif it.
the cellar: You hear that? That's the sound of thinking.
The Cellar: Don't bend over.
The Cellar: Who the fuck wants to know?
The Cellar: Be with you in a minute.
The Cellar: Try to keep up.
The Cellar: A community that used to be pen-pals.
The Cellar: Smoking or non-smoking?
The Cellar: Separating church and state.
The Cellar: It's worse than that - he's dead, Jim!
The Cellar: You remind me of an asshole.
The Cellar: Partners with We, Fuckum, and Howe
The Cellar: Better than doing something else.
The Cellar: Are you naked, too?
The Cellar: Amuse us or die!
That's... Canwe, Phukum & Howe. ;)
lol, john cleese never sings it and its not in the holy grail!!
Live at the Hollywood Bowl. damn, man. that's positively un-psuedo-english-emigrated-american of you, beestie.
There isn't a dragon alive that someone here hasn't killed.
The Cellar: 100% dragon free
"I remeber the first time I took antibiotics. Something inside me died that day."
I'm sure its been said, but just in case...
Abandon hope, all who enter here.
The Cellar: 100% dragon free
Here be dragons... dead.
I'm sure its been said, but just in case...
Abandon hope, all who enter here.
well thats good for all the TINP people that found the cellar that way
The Cellar: Now with 200% more moderators.
In my mind you can't go wrong with filleted fish, salt, pepper, onion (and chilli depending on the brand) soaked in vinegar. Damn, mouth watering as I write this.
And I AM glad to be back, even if it does leave me craving fish in the early hours! Could that be a new tagline?
The Cellar: That's right. We beat dead horses.
The Cellar: If you dig it, they will come.
The Cellar: From Feces to Velocipedes, Your One-Stop Online Community!
The Cellar: Keep It In Your Pants Sick-O.
The Cellar: Yeah, we know your mom
the Cellar: This old forum? Why, I only post here when I don't care what I sound like.
love that movie. favorite movie of all time.
The Cellar: We don't know why you are here either.
The Cellar: Don't whine about the outcome if you didn't post.
The Cellar: If you're reading this I have 3 words for you. "Hook", "Line" and "Sinker"
The Cellar: If you're not part of the... Actually you are part of the problem.
The cellar: whines don't keep well here.
The Cellar: Where 'harass' isn't two words.
The Cellar: 3 foots for every wolf
Hoody Hoo!
Another one of my suggestions made it!
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The Cellar: We get our hair done in Reno, just to watch it dye.
TC: Way cooler than that last site you were looking at.
TC: Blow your mind - or maybe just open it up a little.
The Cellar: Our Hovercraft is Full of Eels.
The Cellar: Tourists on the Electronic Frontier
The Cellar: Frightened of Clowns
The Cellar: Hold My Mouse and Watch This!
The Cellar: Computer - $1,500.00 / Monitor - $350.00 / Our Opinions - Priceless
The Cellar: Whatcha Talkin' 'Bout, Willis?!
The Cellar: Crunchy Center, Surrounded by Chewy Nougat, Dipped in Chocolate and Sprinkled with Nuts
The Cellar: It's like kite-tubing on the internet.
The Cellar: Crunchy Center, Surrounded by Chewy Nougat, Dipped in Chocolate and Sprinkled with Nuts
Well, definitely sprinkled with nuts...
The Cellar: Learn how to prepare and serve every animal topic.
The Cellar: What's the frequency, Kenneth?
The Cellar: It puts the lotion on its skin, or less it gets the hose again.
The Cellar: A desperate last attempt to regain control of your disordered thought process.
are there really that many monkey's in the world?
The Cellar: Your sister's in charge of the splooge towel.
The Cellar: Your mom's kneepads need to be resoled.
The Cellar: Your sister's crotch smells like the toe webbing of a Hatian marathon runner.
The Cellar: Sambuca Powered, Remington Approved
The Cellar: We accept everyone! Except flamers, and trolls, and idiots, and people whose names start with "M", and...
The Cellar: Beyond Comprehension
The Cellar: Tickle your brain, and other parts
The Cellar: Revelling in our shibboleths
The Cellar: Breaching the levees on The River Styx.
The Cellar: The drunk drivers on the Information Superhighway.
The Cellar: Who the hell am I and why am I here?
The Cellar: Creating misfits one user at a time.
The Cellar: You don't go to CNN for dick jokes, so don't come here for hard-hitting news.
The cellar: we welcome all who... ah shut up, bitch!
The Cellar: Must you move your lips when you read?
The Cellar: Dealing on the agony within.
Have we done this yet?
The Cellar: We spit on your soul.
var: Spitting on your soul since 1990.
The Cellar: A Little Song, A Little Dance, A Little Seltzer Down Your Pants
The Cellar: I Couldn't Help but Notice That You Have a Little Dog-a Poopie on Your Shoes
The Cellar: Not Subject to the Third Law of Thermodynamics
The Cellar: Our Foam Does Not Peel Off During Launch
The Cellar: If This is My Thermometer, Then Where is My Pen?!
The Cellar: Wobbles But Does Not Fall Down
The Cellar: Comfortably Numb
The Cellar: But Wait...That's Not All! Order Now, and Receive *Double* Your Order of Insight!
The Cellar : A very cool smorgasbord.
The Cellar: Gyring and Gimbling in the Wabe
And keeping in the theme, a take on one I saw on Richlevy's button site:
The Cellar: The Mome Rath Hasn't Lived That Could Outgrabe Us
The Cellar: We'd let Andrea Yates babysit our kids.
The Cellar: If you think we stink, you should get a whiff of Jim McGreavey's cock.
We got your dysfunction -- right here!
oohhh! that one's mine! I should have added: *grabs crotch* to the end of it...
The Cellar: The Other Musical Fruit
The Cellar: You gotta love it. Otherwise, fuck off.
The Cellar: You gotta love it. Otherwise, fuck off.
Good one. Made me laugh out loud.
The Cellar: Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends, we're so glad you could attend, come inside, come inside.
The Cellar is to Nick Nolte as _______ is to Gary Busey.
The Cellar: We made Steve Guttenberg a star.
A sudden and dramatic increase in gravity couldn't make Steve Guttenberg a star...
LOL!!!
The Cellar: Subverting Gravity Since 1993
The Cellar: where you can say "fucking whale penis"
Although "Whale Fucking Penis" would be more street-savvy. :)
The Cellar : Dionysos and corkscrews .
The Cellar: Subject to the Laws of Physics
The Cellar: It's life, Jim, but not as we know it.
The Cellar: Klingons on the starboard bow
:D
What about the port ? This is a WINE cellar .
The Cellar: We turn water into wine.
The Cellar: Come for the wine; stay for the whine.
The Cellar: We'll whine you, fine you, and star-69 you.
The Cellar: It's not the heat, it's the humility.
Sorry to insist , but everything you all say keeps dovetailing nicely into what I said before .
The Cellar : Dionysos and corkscrews .
everything you all say keeps dovetailing nicely into what I said before
The Cellar: We're more of a screwed butt joint.
The Cellar: Put this in your pipe and smoke it.
The Cellar: Put this in your pipe and smoke it.
The Cellar: 'Ere!
Is the current tag less effective because it's too long? Need your opinions thanks.
works for me *where's my asbestos undies?*
Today's tag is fine.
But under normal circumstances, I never see it. I rely on "today's posts" or more specifically "http://cellar.org/search.php?do=getdaily" to serve up this delightful repast. I refresh at will and work my way from the eldest to the newest. Ok, that's tmi, but the tag's fine. If you see it. And if you don't.
s'Ok by me. Maybe then flame them instead of and flame them.
Well I put an ellipsis in. It's really a parody of this:
http://www.stickergiant.com/page/sg/PROD/bv/b0134I like longer ones...more possibilities. Must be my feminine side showing through.
The World: a tuxedo -- The Cellar: a pair of brown shoes.
(thanks to George Gobel)
Is the current tag less effective because it's too long? Need your opinions thanks.
Well I approve! I thought it may have been too obscure for kids today.
snick snick
Not too obscure for, er, the only kid on the site...
**only**??
By "only" surely you mean "most precocious". I could also say "well read" and "well spoken", but absolutes such as "only" make me wary.
The Cellar: We Are Paying Attention
The Cellar: The Hills Have Eyes
The Cellar: On Vacation. Come and Pillage.
Well I am the only kid that actually posts here, arent I? Am I wrong?
Well I am the only kid that actually posts here, arent I? Am I wrong?
Agewise, maybe.
Mentally, we're all pretty much on the same level.
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The Cellar: WHAT IS YOUR MAJOR MALFUNCTION SCUMBAG?!?!?!
The Cellar: We'll be OK as long as someone throws grenades at us for the rest of our lives.
The Cellar: Star Treking Across The Universe
The Cellar: Friggin' In The Riggin'
The Cellar: "RENO911" has nothing on us.
The Cellar: This one time, at band camp...
The Cellar: We've just outlawed all other messageboards. The bombing starts in five minutes.
The Cellar: Hi, come on in! Drugs to the right, hookers to the left. ?or something else that fits the cellar community better?
(I'm not saying that there are actually hookers here...c'mon...just watched Bachelor Party..and it was funny.)
The Cellar: "To all of you, uh, to all of you phonies, all of you two-faced friends, you sycophantic suck-ups who smile through your teeth at me, please... leave me in peace. Please... go. Stop smiling. It's not a joke. Please leave. The party's over. Get out."
The Cellar: Some people say its autobiographical.
The Cellar: Not for flint headed rocket scientists.
The Cellar: "To all of you, uh, to all of you phonies, all of you two-faced friends, you sycophantic suck-ups who smile through your teeth at me, please... leave me in peace. Please... go. Stop smiling. It's not a joke. Please leave. The party's over. Get out."
wow this is quite...um...emotional sounding. Who are you talking too? Who is smiling through their teeth at you? Who are these friends? Are they here? Leave to go where? Man you must be wasted. ?
I think he's quoting Batman Begins to use a a Cellar tag line.
"
Have you seen
Batman Begins?
I loved Batman Begins!
I am glad you are ok flint. I don't like to see people losing it.
My embarrassment is overcome by my relief.
The Cellar: Like acid and oil on a madmans face
The Cellar: Do not name stack your posts even though it's set up that way.
The Cellar: Undoing the rubiks cube since.....
The Cellar: You still don't see it? Tilt your head and squint.
The Cellar: You still don't see it? Tilt your head and squint.
"Ha ha ha ha, You dumb bastard. It's not a schooner - it's a sailboat!"
"A schooner
is a sailboat, stupid head."
What is it called when you are looking at the main page and you see your user name in every category?
A slow day at the cellar.
Me getting off work around 2am and nobody else is on and posting.
The Cellar: we stack deep while others sleep.
The Cellar: EXACT time. You want 'ago'? A-go somewhere else!
The Cellar: Denoting the exact time since one day ago.
The Cellar- Where even pricks are required to keep it real.:)
The Cellar: Uh, hey, everybody! I'm a stupid moron with an ugly face and big butt and my butt smells and I like to kiss my own butt.
The Cellar: where Arnold Corns is not David Jones or David Bowie.
The Cellar: Screw it. Let the Nazis have me.
The Cellar: Impressionists in a Pop Art World
The Cellar: Your One Stop Headquarters for Everything Armageddon!
The Cellar: Where Opinions *Aren't* Like Assholes
The Cellar: Stop Yer Whinin' and Hand Me the Vaseline...
The Cellar: Not As Think As You Drunk We Are
The Cellar: Open 27 Hours Per Day...Watch for Time Warp Ahead
The Cellar: Do Not Pass Go, Do Not Collect $200...In Fact, Just Buzz Off
The Cellar: Not Nirvana, But You Can See It From Here
The Cellar: We'll be the judge of your worthiness for conversation!
The Cellar: Sometimes Does Not Feel...Fresh
The Cellar: The Duct Tape Keeping The Internet from Tearing Down the Middle
The Cellar: Where Dad Hides His Old Playboys
The Cellar: Currently On Alert Level Mauve with Flecks of Gold
The Cellar: Post Stacking One Post At A Time
The Cellar: Trust Us, Our Folks Won't Be Home For Hours... Did You Hear A Car Door?
The Cellar: "Gullible" Isn't In The Dictionary. Go Ahead, Look It Up.
The Cellar: Only Satan Has More Power.
Get The Door..... It's the Cellar.
Cellar Dwellers
by Nancy Ness
How can I get my basement clean?
Those cellar dwellers are so mean!
Undoing all that I have done,
They think - perhaps I'm having fun?
Scrub as I might they do not care.
They hide in corners everywhere;
Those little fellers pink in hue
Conspirators, my work undo.
I hear them twitter at my back,
Cacophonous counter attack.
Each corner now devoid of stuff,
Upon the walls I see them stuck!!
These puny paired prolific pests
Have brand new Cellar Dweller nests.
Their young imprint me as their mom
And cling to me. Where'd they come from?
I scoop them up, neat as you please,
But - WHOOSH - they're off then with a breeze.
Sweep them again to cast them out,
"All Cellar Dwellers, SCAT", I shout!!
I'll never win this war, I fear.
These Cellar Dwellers will live here
Long after this is not my home -
Pink peanut packing Styrofoam.
The Cellar: I think the New Posts button is broken.
The Cellar: [COLOR="Blue"]Welcome to our newest member, datingservices2[/COLOR]
The Cellar: It Ain't eBay
The Cellar: It's all fun and games til somebody gets hurt
The Cellar: We're not in here for the good of our health!
The Cellar: Calmer than you are.
The Cellar: Gotta Make Way for the Homo Superior!
The Cellar:
[SIZE="6"][COLOR="Red"]PLEASE DON'T POST IN BIG RED LETTERS![/COLOR][/SIZE]
The Cellar: You Had Us At Good-Bye
The Cellar: you did REAL good up to the fish/ants....
The Cellar: We're 10 times more charming than that Arnold on Green Acres.
The Cellar: You were doing real good up until the fish and ants...
Der Cellar: Bruce ist der Hauptspieler; Wolf ist der Glock-enspieler.
Good one! Maybe not as a tag line, but it made me laugh.
The Cellar: What was I going to say?
The Cellar: You Had Us At Good-Bye
Nice!
The Cellar: You're either with us, or you're with the terrorists!
The Cellar : We came...we saw.. we posted.
[quote=Crimson Ghost]The Cellar: You Had Us At Good-Bye
Nice![/quote]
Thanks.
The Cellar: You smell like someone put shit in your pants.
The Cellar: Uh, we found your cat...and he wants to stay.
I just noticed that I had received a rare honor - a two-fer of Cellar taglines. Thanks, UT.
The Cellar - if you're homeless, FUCK OFF!
The Cellar: 50 cents worth of BS in a 25 cent can
The Cellar: No pop ups, but there is the occasional infield fly rule.
The Cellar: Carrying on without FEMA's help since 1992.
The Cellar: Up to our ass in alligators; swamp still undrained.
The Cellar: Mmm...bacon!
The Cellar: Where is the love? Oh, you want
www.pronaplenty.com.
The Cellar: Slow roasted over a real hickory fire, then served piping hot.
The Cellar: Spam will be fried, smothered with gravy, and served on toast.
The Cellar: What do you mean, we're argumentative?! I disagree with that!
The Cellar: We Disagree With That.
The Cellar: We don't agree amongst ourselves. And we like it that way.
The Cellar: Proudly Serving Only the Finest Whale Penis
The Cellar: Not Yet Busted for Steroids
The Cellar: Morescience High Alumni Group Meets Every Thursday Night
The Cellar: Tell 'Em You Heard It Here! Then run.
The Cellar: Old Acquaintance *Should* be Forgot.
The Cellar: Freakin' at The Freakers Ball
The Cellar: Jesus is Just Alright, But Buddha Freakin' *Rocks*!
The Cellar: Sunshine, Lollipops, Rainbows and Cyanide
The Cellar: Tell 'Em You Heard It Here! Then run.
Tickles my fancy for some reason
The Cellar: Not A Placebo.
The Cellar: Way More Wickeder.
The Cellar: Glad That Pluto Finally Got Nailed
The Cellar: No More Sarcasm for Me, Thanks...I'm Typing
The Cellar: The Mentos to the Internet's Diet Coke
The Cellar:
I'm here cause my dad dragged me. Not really my choice. At all.
The Cellar: The surf-guitar soundtrack is only in your head.
The Cellar: We confessed, but our DNA didn't match.
The Cellar: The Guys in the Orange Jumpsuits Along the Electronic Highway
The Cellar: Out, Damn'd Spot!
The Cellar: We're in a cave, those are small furry mammals, so you must be a Pict.
The Cellar: Celebrate Katrina's First Anniversary with our Smash 'n Grab Sale!
The Cellar: Where Disco Lives!...in a petrie dish...frozen in liquid nitrogen.
The Cellar: Press 1 for English, 2 for Spanish and 3 for no particular reason
The Cellar: We *live* to aggravate British jurisprudence.
The Cellar: Welcome to the dark side of the moon. Watch your step, please
The Cellar: LJ has the perfect user title for you.
The Cellar: We don't care none if nobody don't post here.
*We don't care none if nobody don't post [nothin'] here.
*We don't care none if nobody don't post [nothin'] here.
no how!
The Cellar: No way we don't care no how none if nobody don't post nothin' here.
The Cellar: Come for the cuteness, stay for the scoffing.
we need more all-caps on this site
we need more all-caps on this site
WHAT? YOU'RE DEAF?
WHY ARE YOU YELLING AT ME, ASSHOLE?!
The Cellar: Katie Couric's source for signature sign offs
we need more all-caps on this site
It's a trap! Don't reply to him. He just wants an excuse to yell back at you.
Edit: Damn, I'm too late.
WHY ARE YOU YELLING AT ME, ASSHOLE?!
BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T HEAR ME THE FIRST TIME!
The Cellar: we don't need to yell, WE HAVE CAPS!
The Cellar: Post nicely, or there will be CAPITAL PUNISHMENT
The Cellar: Turning on the light dosn't discourage rodents.
The Cellar : Please bring your own cheese and whine.
The Cellar: We're so deep some peoples brains actually get the bends.
The Cellar: A bulimic Ouroboros
The Cellar: They come to either play footsie or step on someones toes
The Cellar: A rest area on the road to Utopia
The Cellar: It's the next logical step - I walk around. I want to move faster. This horse isn't fast enough. Car. See? I just invented the car again in 10 seconds...
The Cellar: The ones that didn't get away.
The Cellar: Smitten with the kittens.
The Cellar: LD50 in rats: 500 posts/kg
The Cellar: Smitten with the kittens.
:lol:
The Cellar: viewer discretion is ill-advised.
Looks like UT is trying to use up a backlog of my BS. I couldn't be prouder. Now, to do my sworn duty to thwart his efforts:
The Cellar: Official Underground Discussion Board of Major League Badminton
The Cellar: Darwin Would Recant if He Spent Any Time Here
The Cellar: Where Lofty Ideals Meet Lowdown Truths
The Cellar: Combining Matter and Antimatter for...
The Cellar: Where Whale Penis and PETA Meet for Lunch
The Cellar: Please, Mrs. Avery, I've Just Got to Talk to Her!
The Cellar: You can quote us, but we might be lying
The Cellar: Your Mother didn't warn you about this
The Cellar: Your local brain food take-away
The Cellar: If it isn't broke, post pictures
The Cellar: I stayed so long I know the Security Guard's first name
The Cellar: if erection lasts for more than 4 hours, go to the Philosophy group of threads.
Hey, kid. Wanna new sig? The first one's free.
The Cellar: Smitten with the kittens.
Ok, now I just have to steal that! It is too wonderful. :D
Originally posted by Iggy
Ok, now I just have to steal that! It is too wonderful.
Originally posted by Shawnee123
I too was smitten with the kittens, and the puppies...etc. I'm just a big sucker for cuteness!
http://www.cellar.org/showthread.php?t=11644
Thank you! :p
The Cellar: A village looking for idiots.
The cellar: You people are just not understanding me.
The Cellar: What we have here is a failure to communicate.
The Cellar: [SIZE=2]Remember where you are. This is "The Cellar". Death is listening, and will take the first one who screams. [/SIZE]
The Cellar: The frogurt is also cursed.
The Cellar:Gay for you without exchanging fluids.
The Cellar: Drama Queens? We're the whole damn Drama Royal Family
The Cellar: You have Freudian slips, we have the Freudian lingerie drawer
The Cellar: Don't take the brown acid
The Cellar: What's New, Pussycat?
The Cellar: Not Like a Bridge Over Troubled Waters. More Like a Boston Tunnel
The Cellar: a pitfall on the pathway to paradise.
The Cellar: A hotbed of sluts (apparently)
The Cellar: We'll show you the meaning of fellatrix
The Cellar: Come feed our greedy slits
(Greedy Slits as in coin operated machines of course)
Jesus Christ, Sundae Girl is NSFW!
Oops. Off on one ;)
Was obviously feeling touchy about allowing my chain to be yanked.
Nice fluffy taglines from me in future.
I love Sundae Girl! Deal.
Deal.
But the
naughty words hurt my sensitive eyeballs! I demand justice! Sundae Girl must die! :::evil
boogey-man dance::: [SIZE="1"][COLOR="Gray"][/sarcasm][/COLOR][/SIZE]
The Cellar: Because you can love people you're never going to meet
The Cellar: Because it's good to wish death on people you will never meet
Both with smilies of course
How about combining it into one?
The Cellar: People you will love or hate but never meet
The Cellar: "love" and "hate" assigned on the scantest of evidence
The Cellar: Loving to hate, and hating to love
The Cellar: fewest posts 'til a Star Trek reference on a per capita basis.
The Cellar: the unpolyurethaned truth; the unvarnished truth has dryrot.
The Cellar: One love,
one cock, let's get together and feel alright.
The Cellar: best little postwhore house on the Internet.
The Cellar: A place where we will flick M&Ms down your cleavage from 10 paces.
The Cellar: Its a law suit waiting to happen.
The Cellar: We won't kick you out of bed for eating crackers.
M&M's - wasnt their line "melts in your mouth, not in your hand"...lemme tell you, they melt 'tween ya boobs.
The Cellar: melts in your mouth not between your boobs
The Cellar: Melts in your mouth and between your boobs
The Cellar: On an intellectual hiatus.
The Cellar: The Secret Ingredient . . . is LOVE.
“Cellar?” “Gate to, uh … hell, actually.”
We made
Wired Magazine! w00T!
lucky number 13 from the top.
Edit: fixed malformed link. Apologies around.
The Cellar- Apparently we're the water cooler.
I've just read the new tagline. Suddenly I feel very old.
The Cellar: The answer to the universal question: WTF?
I've just read the new tagline. Suddenly I feel very old.
Funny, you kind of remind me of Auntie Bellum;)
The Cellar - This ain't the way to Heaven
The Cellar: Always Erudite, Occasionally Naughty, Never Boring
The Cellar: Trust Us, You'll Have More Fun Here if You Have a Digicam...and So Will We.
The Cellar: More Fun Than a Barrel of Rabid Weasels
The Cellar: We Dreamed We Were Posting in Our Maidenform Bras
The Cellar: We ain't no governor's son.
The Cellar: Just the way the feathers fall in the wide wonderful world we live in.
(I know, it should be " ...the wide wonderful world in which we live, but she's *whisper* australian)
The Cellar: We Dreamed We Were Posting in Our Maidenform Bras
Thank you for that. You da man. da older, more my generation man, but still...
POPE ON A ROPE!!! Now the fucking yanks are telling me I'm stupid because I come from Australia!
The Cellar- It's always the darkest just before it goes pitch black.
No one said you were stupid possum, I merely implied you were ending your sentences with prepostions or something or other. My wife is constantly nagging me about it so that's how I know about it shouldn't be done. That and eating with your elbows on the table.
To which I ask: "Then how am I going to get the sandwich close enough to my face to eat it?"
Just lean over the plate and eat it like a dog. That should shut her up. ;)
laughiing too hard to breathe.
I saw a 2yr old doing that yesterday with a chocolate muffin. All his mother could say was, "well at least he wont put chocolate finger prints on the wall". I'm so proud of my family. :)
I saw a 2yr old doing that yesterday with a chocolate muffin. All his mother could say was, "well at least he wont put chocolate finger prints on the wall". I'm so proud of my family. :)
You are trying to suffocate me? Is that your plan?
lol...no, if that were the plan I'd tell you to eat soup that way. :)
My cat can't drink water properly for some reason. Every time he tries it (which is regularly, what with being thirsty and all) he ends up sneezing and spilling it everywhere.
We has a cat that apparently couldn't see the water and had to whap it with his paw to make ripples, then he'd drink. When it got still again, he'd whap it again, etc. till he'd had enough.
Strange agents those cats
yep...that's what mine does. I have two others who manage perfectly well though.
I wonder if I should put some food colouring in the water.
The Cellar: we're not teh google; we're more like a truck.
The Cellar: Myspace, Schmyspace...we like it *here*!
The Cellar: Every Picture Tells a Story...a Tawdry, Unseemly Story
The Cellar: 10,000 Light Years from Home
The Cellar: Like a Moustache on the Mona Lisa
"Put them in the cellar with the naughty boys
Little nigger sugar then a rub-a-dub-a-baby oil"
"Put them in the cellar with the naughty boys
Little nigger sugar then a rub-a-dub-a-baby oil"
Black on, black on ever finger nail and toe
We've only begun - begun
The Cellar: come for the bollards; stay for the bollocks.
The Cellar--harboring pisspots since 1990.
Teh Cllear--wehre sleplnig is fdnuenmatal
The Cellar--typing 75 flames per minute
The Cellar: come for the bollards; stay for the bollocks.
I think we have you to thank (as well as UT's amazing brain) for the current tagline.
I know it's a cliche, but it really did make me snort my drink.
[SIZE="1"][COLOR="Silver"]not on my keyboard, just enough to make a sick taste in my nose[/COLOR][/SIZE]
Ah, I overestimated Barefoot Serpent's influence, sorry.
But the amazing brain part still stands, bassplayervoice man.
No apology necessary, to be confused with the Serpent's brilliant wit is nothing but flattery.
The Cellar: Specializing in Sexual History
The Cellar: Historically Sexual
The Cellar: *Making* Sexual History!
The Cellar: Sexing up history - and everything else!
The Cellar: Your sexual history is a mystery...till you start posting here!
The Cellar: Smilie abuse strictly forbidden
The Cellar: Go Jesus yourself!
The Cellar: Somewhat beneath you
The Cellar: We, for one, welcome our new Blue Overlords.
The Cellar: Where Paul Ireland got his start
The Cellar: Smilie abuse strictly forbidden
The Cellar: Go Jesus yourself!
The Cellar: Somewhat beneath you
The Cellar: We, for one, welcome our new Blue Overlords.
The Cellar: Where Paul Ireland got his start
Very funny!
The Cellar: Where Jesus is just a post away
The Other Musical Fruit.
Wasn't that mine...a LONG time ago?:thumb2:
The Cellar: We know why it burns.
The Cellar: one toke? HAH, we're the whole goddamn reefer over the line.
The Cellar: don't you blaspheme in here! *Z snaps*
The Cellar: If you can defend your point of view we'll listen
The Cellar: Rape is a bad thing, but everything else is up for debate
The Cellar: Get off the fence and start posting
the cellar: go fuck yourself, sproglet.
the cellar: go fuck yourself, sproglet.
:lol: KILLER!
The Cellar: Most of our British members aren't offensive...*most* of them.
The Cellar: If real life bores you, please, move along...nothing to see here.
The Cellar: Hundreds of great people, with just a pinch of trolls for seasoning.
The Cellar: We have moved. Please change your bookmarks to the following URL:
www.labratsass.com
;)
The Cellar: We have moved. Please change your bookmarks to the following URL:
www.labratsass.com
;)
Link doesn't work! Dammit!
The Cellar: Ass, Gas or Grass... well, really only the first one works here.
The Cellar: Post now or forever hold your piece.
The Cellar: Bonobos pull our fire alarms
The Cellar: The 19th Hole of the Golf Special Olympics
The Cellar: Digital Camera? Nudge, Nudge, Wink, Wink...Say No More!
The Cellar: Located Smack Dab Between Deadly Boring and Abject Terror
The Cellar: Where Proper Grammar Goes to Die
The Cellar: There'll be no more ahhhhhhhhh...but you might feel a little sick
The Cellar: Our hotdogs are worthless until you bring your buns in here
The Cellar: There'll be no more ahhhhhhhhh...but you might feel a little sick
Thanks...I only steal from the best.
In honor of Labrat's recent postings, I humbly offer this tagline:
The Cellar: World Class Asses for the No-Class Masses
Dude, that tagline is up now.
It was one of those that wouldn't make sense if it got used in its point in the queue... it would be displayed 2 years from now and who knows what class asses we'll have then.
I am honored. Really.
The honor is all ours.:notworthy
I am just constantly amazed at what a stupifyingly cool community we have here. Lusty and perverted, yet open and friendly.
I think the watchword here is *safe*. UT, Bruce and Wolf keep us *safe* to express ourselves openly, and we respect one another enough, and enjoy the familial sense of The Cellar enough, to be bawdy, but not actually offensive. Unless it is for the sake of humor, in which case, no holds barred.
Remarkable, it is. Simply remarkable.
The Cellar: eyes get crossed; lines get dotted.
The Cellar: Bawdiness reminiscient of the Vaudevillian days of yore.
The Cellar: Serious conversations about twit and twat.
The Cellar: Where bawdiness meets ribaldry on a first-name basis.
The cellar: We give a rat's ass
The Cellar: running at a bawd rate of 24/7 TBS.
the cellar: slowly turning into "The Gutter"
The Cellar: bonmots served like bonbons to bonobos.
The Cellar: bonmots served like bonbons to bonobos.
Subscription to Smithsonian?
The Cellar: bonmots served like bonbons to bonobos.
Excellent!
The Cellar: We Eat Our Young, Old and Infirm. We're Equal Rights Cannibals, Here
The Cellar: 'Scuse Me While I Kiss The Sky
The Cellar: Where the Rabbit Hole Really Ends Up
The Cellar: *You're* Not Entitled To Your Opinion, But We Are
The Cellar: Currently in Need of a Midol
The Cellar: Like a Priest, Only Online, and Not Pedophilic
The Cellar: Its Alright, Your Boss Hangs Out Here, Too
The cellar: We give a rat's ass
The Cellar: We love the rat's ass
The Cellar: busterb'll open a can of whup-ass on you wrong-forum-postin' muthafuckas!
The Cellar: It's tight like that.
The Cellar: Just like a chocolate milkshake only crunchy
The Cellar: Treadmilling on thin ice
The Cellar: Nanny, Nanny, Boo-Boo
The Cellar: I Know You Are, But What Am I?
The Cellar: Sticks and Stones
The Cellar: Has Run Out of Other Cheeks
The Cellar: Shut Up, Beavis!
The Cellar: Talkin' 'Bout Yo' Mama
The Cellar: Sometimes Just Needs a Hug
The Cellar: Bad Touch, BAD TOUCH!
Made entirely of
clip art
Also available in
office clip art.
Funny stuff!
Glad you liked those, labrat. I find the more I scroll through,the funnier they get...especially if you look at them in the context of clip art that they just move around. Genius, if you ask me.
the cellar: aka 'the men's room' cuz it's where all the dicks hang out
The Cellar: Sell crazy someplace else, we're all stocked up here.
hmmm... maybe too topical
The Cellar: Where Last Year's Xmas Gifts are Stored
The Cellar: Pass the Eggnog, Beyotch
The Cellar: Free Reindeer Games! Nothing to Buy, Ever!
The Cellar: God Rest Ye Merry Cellarites
The Cellar: Socks? Socks??! Damn It, I Wanted an Ipod!
The Cellar: White Christmas Cancelled Due to Political Correctness
The Cellar: Its Office Party Time, Photocopy Your Butts Today!
The Cellar: We Have Mistletoe on our Belt Buckles
The Cellar: you'll get banned if you're a worthless fucking cunt.
The cellar: don't fall for LumberJim's offer - the tenner is wrapped around his COCK!
The Cellar: you'll get banned if you're a worthless fucking cunt.
hole
The cellar: don't fall for LumberJim's offer - the tenner is wrapped around his COCK!
this is gonna look wierd when i change my sig
The Cellar: Finally Prepared for the Millenium Bug
The Cellar: Prepared to Party Like Its 1999...at Last.
The Cellar: Our Ball Drops at Puberty, Not Midnight
The Cellar: Has Hidden Your Virtual Car Keys, Enjoy the New Year's Party
The Cellar: Ask Us About Our Special on Resolutions!
The Cellar: Still Waiting for the 2001 Monolith in 2007
The Cellar: Its 2007...So Where's My Skycar?
There ya go. (The convention is actually capital letters on the first word only; I broke from that last time for some reason I don't remember, but anyway, that's preferred)
The Cellar: The turd in the punch bowl of the internet
The Cellar: Just Like Saddam, We're Just Hanging Around
The Cellar: Why Don't You Run Up An Alley And Holler "FISH!"
The Cellar: Even Chuck Norris's Tears Can't Cure Some Of The Shit Around Here
The Cellar: It is what it is, except when it ain't.
The Cellar: Spammers hung at dawn... and sunset, and noon... even at 4:20
The Cellar: We will ruin you. One way or another.
The Cellar: We won't bother you with the details.
The Cellar:
Ranked #1 site on the internet! [COLOR="Gray"][SIZE="1"] (At misspelling...) [/SIZE][/COLOR]
The Cellar: Don't touch our monkey
DTOM, Until you've washed your hands ...
The Cellar: Now in glorious Technicolour!
The Cellar: Hello, I'm the Cellar and I've been Spam free for four days...
The Cellar: Not child-proof, but more or less tamper-resistant
The Cellar: There might be big dics here, but we never get to see them
The Cellar: There might be big dics here, but we never get to see them
Sometimes, while admiring my glorious shaft, I have perverse notions about this... . . .
It just seems the ladies on this forum are so much more giving than the men....
The internet just isn't ready to deal with the reality of my wang.
Sometimes, while admiring my glorious shaft, I have perverse notions about this... . . .
I didn't realize that you lived at the bottom of a mine.
The internet just isn't ready to deal with the reality of my wang.
They were really good quality computers. It's a shame they didn't catch on.
They were easy to handle, and solid. But they could not grow.
Lisa gets the attention of everyone on the bus.
Lisa: Excuse me. Bart's a little upset this morning, so could everyone please be extra-nice to him?
[Everyone laughs]
Jimbo: Hey, where's your diaper, baby? [pulls down Bart's pants]
Martin: Thank goodness he's drawn attention away from my shirt. ["Wang Computers"]
It just seems the ladies on this forum are so much more giving than the men....
I think there have been as many male nipples as female nipples posted.
The Cellar: Get your fresh cooked IOTD here!
I think there have been as many male nipples as female nipples posted.
Nipple count completed, list below:
1 x Mr Noodle
1 x UT
1 X LJ (should be 0.5 as inverted!)
1 x Zippy (distance shot - being generous including it)
1 x Spode
2 x Yesman (too hairy to see, but again being generous)
1 x Rkzenrage
2 x Ibram (lighting almost oscure 1 of these)
3 x LabRat
1 x SG
1 x Ali
1 x Ducks
6 x Brianna
I think you will agree the ladies win hands down. AND the quality of nippleage is better. I think we need some more male nipple shots (or pref topless) to redress the balance.
The Cellar: Equal opportunity nipples
The Cellar: Been there, done that, made our own T-shirt
the cellar: is it too late to get this tag line on the t-shirt?
The Cellar: we'll either buttfuck you in the mouth or totally dismiss you as stupid and irrelevant.
Nipple count completed, list below:
1 x Mr Noodle
1 x UT
1 X LJ (should be 0.5 as inverted!)
1 x Zippy (distance shot - being generous including it)
1 x Spode
2 x Yesman (too hairy to see, but again being generous)
1 x Rkzenrage
2 x Ibram (lighting almost oscure 1 of these)
3 x LabRat
1 x SG
1 x Ali
1 x Ducks
6 x Brianna
I think you will agree the ladies win hands down. AND the quality of nippleage is better. I think we need some more male nipple shots (or pref topless) to redress the balance.
...
Ok, being wrong, grasping for straws, and back peddling as quickly as I can, I'll rephrase it and say "more males have shown nipplage than females". I'd also like to comment that counting all the nipples should be added to the thread where everybody says how they like all their towels facing the same way, and stuff. :p
The Cellar: we'll either buttfuck you in the mouth or totally dismiss you as stupid and irrelevant.
...AND...
Cellar: threads with high nipple counts
The Cellar: The easy part is getting the brain out. The hard part is getting the brain OUT!
The Cellar: People come and go so quickly around here!™
The Cellar: Nice hooters, snappy looks and brains. This *is* heaven!
The Cellar: Wax on, whacks off, goes for a snack
The Cellar: Don't get all pithy on us, Mary
The Cellar: No gyring nor gymbaling in the wabe allowed
The Cellar: Does not promote tooth decay, but kinda hard on the psyche
The Cellar: We drove Lindsay Lohan to rehab and made Britney put on undies
The Cellar: Creating a hole in the Bozone Layer
The Cellar: It's all about Elspode (and nipples)
The Cellar: Where NSFW images are mandatory
The Cellar: weer in ur dictionary verbin ur nounz
The Cellar: Did anyone think to dredge the lake?
The Cellar: yES WE KNOW WHAT cAPS lOCK IS!
The Cellar: Cute Kittens? Check. Bad Attitude? Check. Now Go Fuck Yourself.
The Cellar: Set up like a deuce, another runner in the night
The Cellar: Hey! You got allegory on my alliteration!
The Cellar: Lash yourselves to the mast, laddies! There be sirens here!
The Cellar: Keep submitting...someday, you'll be on the t-shirt
The Cellar: Finally ran out of whale penis quotes, huh?
The Cellar: Pay us, put us on TV, and we'll tell you how we did it
The Cellar: A bunch of Barbie girls in a Barbie world.
The Cellar: What's best in life? To crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentation of their women.
The Cellar: Bad timing is the reason most normal people end up single. The creeps end up here.
The Cellar: Al Bundy, Ted Bundy, King Kong Bundy, We Got 'Em All!
Nice, Monster!
That was such a brain fart moment. The original was the pic shawnee posted and my intention was to change dictionary to forumz and then...... who in the hell knows what happened? Given the time of posting I'm suspecting interference from Mr Budweiser and his fine friends. :rolleyes:
The Cellar: Available without a prescription.
The Cellar: Calm, cool & collected - NOT!
The Cellar: You can get there from here.
The Cellar: A place to be somebody. . . else.
The Cellar: Spell checkerz not necesary.
The Cellar: We knew he looked like Alfred E. Neuman.
The Cellar: We're seein what you're sayin.
The Cellar: Pickin up what you're puttin down.
The Cellar: Smelling what you're cookin.
The Cellar: Porn, Politics, and Parenting advice. Really, what more do you want?
The Cellar: Cute Fuzzy Animals Every Friday - Fried, $1.00/Baked, $1.50
The Cellar: Perfect for those times when FOX News seems just a little too honest
The Cellar: Where you hide the sex toys when the folks drop by
The Cellar: We've shown you ours, now show us yours
Cellar - Dark down here, gotta light?
The Cellar: We have plenty of room for you since Dorothy and Toto were no shows.
The Cellar: Placed First in the Internet Special Olympics
The Cellar: Try our award winning sarcasm and innuendo
The Cellar: Winner of the Academy Award for Drama
The Cellar: Nobel Prize Winner for theoretical rhetoric
The Cellar: A Disturbance In The Force.
The Cellar: Spell It Right Goddamn It!
The Cellar: We'll give you
the shockerThe Cellar: Now with Sump Pumps for Deep Thinkers.
The Cellar: Pissing contest in progress, mind the overspray
The Cellar: Superbowl of online flame wars
The Cellar: We know you are, but what are we?
The Cellar: Feel free to express your silly little opinion
The Cellar: Exploiting First Amendment rights using Second Amendment tactics
The Cellar: 4 out of 5 Cellarites prefer barbarians over cavemen.
The Cellar: We only read it for the commercials
The Cellar: A Stayman Winesap in a world of Red Delicious
The Cellar: Where nobody knows your name.....you hope
The Cellar: Who shit in your Cheerios™, toots?
The Cellar: Jesus loves you. We think you stink on ice.
The Cellar: When Darth Vader muttered "Impressive", he was looking at LabRats ass.
The Cellar: Hands off my shuttle pilot, bitch!
The Cellar: Straight Eye for the Queer Guy
The Cellar: What BBS's were meant to evolve into
The Cellar: Smells kinda like mold and dirty socks
The Cellar: UT's intelligent design
The Cellar: Wha? I missed a meeting?
The Cellar: I'm sure that rash will clear right up.
The Cellar: Get well soon.
The Cellar: We'd drive 900 miles wearing a diaper to bang an astronaut.
The The Cellar: Glad you use Dial, but still wishes everyone did.
I have a Safeguard for such people.
The Cellar: We'd drive 900 miles wearing a diaper to bang an astronaut.
we have a winner!
the Cellar:
Seriously dude, are you fuckin' high?
(That's Ibram's line)
The Cellar: C'mon down, you're only twelve steps from recovery!
The Cellar: Everything looks worse in black and white
The Cellar: Will not stick its penis in the bad place with no warning.
(Shawnee123)
we have a winner!
Thank ya very much.
The Cellar: What Happens In The Cellar Gets Posted So The Whole World Will Know
The Cellar: Reagan in '08 - He's Tanned, Rested, And Ready
777
The Cellar: At least Griff is not a troll.
The Cellar: We'll ignore you and you'll like it!
The Cellar: We'll notice you and you'll wish we hadn't!
The Cellar: Did somebody just post?
The Cellar: Who? When? Where? Why? Whatever! :rolleyes:
The Cellar: Brought To You By Fishy Joes! Ride The Walrus!
The Cellar: We're so bored even you look interesting.
The Cellar: Tomb of the Unknown Lurker
The Cellar: At least Griff is not a troll.
I'm actually trying to set the net record for persistent trollage.
The Cellar: Tucking into the Image of the Day.
The Cellar: It's the cool dark hole you'll never want to leave.
The Cellar: Don't touch the monkey...it logs you out
The Cellar: Like urine through the drainpipe, so are the days of our lives
The Cellar: We know why rappers grab their crotches
The Cellar: Stimulating divisiveness for the good of society...and for fun
The Cellar: More than just Thoughtcrime, its Thoughttreason!
The Cellar: Thank God you're here! Timmy's in the well!
The cellar: more free minutes than any cellular and no termination fee.
The Cellar: Their souls are gone to the online world.
The Cellar: Empty your mouth first
The Cellar: Don't post with your mouth full.
The Cellar: Where Souls lost to the online world come to party.
The Cellar: Lost Souls welcome. Ancient Latin spoken.
The Cellar: Not everyone here has a sense of humor.
The Cellar: You'd bang who?
The Cellar: If finger tips were anuses, we'd be talking out our asses.
The Cellar: Just don't mention handguns.
The Cellar: We give ourselves awards.
The Cellar: why won't you let me live??
The Cellar: A picnic short of a sandwich
The Cellar: We can see Uranus from here.
The Cellar: When the going gets tough, the tough get gooey
The Cellar: Where we're here today, gone tomorrow, back again, can't stay ... well maybe.
The Cellar: yarrr, i have no idea what im doing.
The Cellar: If finger tips were anuses, we'd be talking out our asses.
Quoting Helen Keller?
The Cellar: The blind, the deaf, and especially the dumb are welcome here.
The cellar: Yes, but it won't hold up in court.
The cellar: Whipping posts and laughing stocks.
The Cellar: Can't tell you, you're not a monk.
The cellar: Yes, but it won't hold up in court.
The Cellar: You'd need Viagra to make it stand up in court
The Cellar: Shattering your dolphin illusions
The Cellar: Shattering your dolphin illusions
The Cellar: Shattering your
SHARK illusions.
The Cellar: You bet we've got something personal against you!
The Cellar: Comes with everything you see here; some items sold separately
The Cellar: RAMMING SPEED!
The Cellar: Ce n'est pas une cave.
The Cellar: Ce n'est pas une cave.
:notworthy
The Cellar: We're hell on squirells.
(Griff's mom)
Did she spell it wrong too?;)
The Cellar: This Is Not A Step
The Cellar: The 14th step, following "Resume drinking"
The Cellar: Undertoad is just some guy.
<Mallrats reference>There is no Undertoad...that's just some guy in a suit!</Mallrats reference>
The Cellar: Some disassembly required.
Did she spell it wrong too?;)
Don't dis my sock puppetThe Cellar: No Sock, No Shoes, No Way We're Letting You In
The Cellar: Go Jiggle The Handle
The Cellar: We Told Britney To Shave Her Head
The Cellar: Stop! Children! What's That Sound! Everyone Look What's Going ... Ahhh, Forget It.
The Cellar: What Usenet Was Supposed To Be
The Cellar: Bring Your Own Flashlight
The Cellar: Please remove shoes before entering, because i have none and need to leave
The Cellar: bury bodies here at your own risk
The Cellar: /= The Seller
The Cellar: Rich-but-fragile-women is not our target market.
The Cellar: Systematic misogyny is too predictable...we like the spontaneous kind!
The Cellar: No misogynists here, so you must just be crazy, lady
The Cellar: Free badgering with every foolish thing you say with great conviction
The Cellar: We let our female members take care of the misogyny
The Cellar: Sometimes we don't react well to people who don't get our jokes
The Cellar: Still working out how many it takes to change a lightbulb.
The Cellar: We're all blind, whats your reason for living in the dark?
The Cellar: Let's get down to it.
The Cellar - A virtual P.S. 38.
The Cellar? More like the gutter.
Dingdingdingdingding!!!
Winnah!
Who the hell is lumberjim? Oh, you mean this decapitated carcass over here?
The Cellar: Aye, he doth micturates upon his vile corpse.
Who the hell is lumberjim? Oh, you mean this decapitated carcass over here?
what the?
The Cellar: We'll leave you bleeding and begging for more
The Cellar: You Were Asking For It
The Cellar: Tell The Cops You Walked Into A Door
Cellar - The anti-MySpace
Cellar - Endorsed by leading sex authors.
Cellar - Read the threads, meet the authors.
Cellar - We've got the whole World in out hands.
The Cellar: Autistic opinions needed!
The Cellar: Recalleth anagram fanatics.
The Cellar: Deconstructing you, and loving it!
The Cellar: No convicts here, only indentured servants.
The Cellar: We'll put a new twist on the old classics.
The Cellar: We've got imaginations and we're not afraid to use them.
The Cellar: You can Digg it.
The Cellar: It's bigger and deeper than yours.
The Cellar: It's beneath you.
The Cellar: We'll split you in two with this thing
props to Sheldonrs
The Cellar: We'll split you in two with this thing
props to Sheldonrs
Sheldon doesn't use props!
The Cellar: Aye, he doth micturates upon his vile corpse.
The Cellar: We won't piss on you when you're on fire
The Cellar: Stimulates your Q Zone
The Cellar: Our brownie recipes start with special ingredients
The Cellar: Boom Shaka Laka Laka
The Cellar: Call a plumber, our floor drain is clogged
The Cellar: Time for the Wearin' O' the Green and the pukin' o' the guts
Do you like, work, at your job?:lol: I can think of maybe one tagline every 2 weeks.
Actually, my job is pretty stressful (sad, considering what I do for a living) and about to get moreso real soon. My pathetic creative efforts here are one of my methods for staying sane.
Also, I have my own private office, so there's no one to look over my shoulder, so as long as my work doesn't fall too terribly behind, I'm good to go.
The Cellar: We're sorry, taglines are currently out of stock.
The Cellar: On the happy pills.
The Cellar: For imformation and services, press Alt+F4.
The Cellar: Only one side of the door has a handle.
The cellar: A Fireman's pole to the soul
(fast, slippery, fun and revealing ...but only one-way :eek:)
Does monster seem extra horny lately?
Or, am I projecting again?
The Cellar: We're the wallpaper accident on the information highway/cul de sac. (can't decide)
(Richlevy)
The Cellar: ambulance-chasers of the internet
The Cellar: It is not heresy and we will not recant.
the cellar: did you mean to search for sara michelle gellar?
Does monster seem extra horny lately?
Or, am I projecting again?
I wish it were so. Right now I'm just extra knackered.
The Cellar: If you have to ask, we're not going to tell you.
We can't tell you, you're not a monk. ;)
The Cellar: Now 93% "this is not porn" free
The Cellar: Wanna catch for us?
The Cellar: [thread=13657]It's the stuff that dreams are made of[/thread]
The Cellar: If Dorothy had come here, The Wicked Witch would still be alive.
The Cellar: Turning plowshares into typewriters
The Cellar: Highway to Hello Kitty
Yeah...Hello Kitty fucking rules!
I was watching this new show with Thom from Queer Eye last night...I think it's on Bravo. And they redid this gal's apartment/house...it was totally Hello Kittyed out...made Wolf and I look like wannabes.
Information superhighway to Hell
The Cellar: Someone call Sigourney Weaver, we've found a nest of them
The Cellar: Show us your mullll-tee-passss
This one's for
Flint
The Cellar: Saying something about something by calling it something, but not meaning anything.
The Cellar: Whatever you do, don't call us Celly.
(That one is for Sheldon)The Cellar: Reduces red, raised, bumpy and buckled scars that make you want to tear your skin off.
The Cellar: FDA approved for use on emotional scars.
(For Clod and lj)
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The Cellar: What's the big deal? We've been watching panda porn for years
The Cellar: Home of green thumbs and brown noses
The Cellar: Dancing with the moonlit knight
The Cellar: Does not cover its naughty bits when Mom comes into the room
The Cellar: Bites the head off of the chocolate Jesus
The Cellar: Ever dance with the devil by the pale moonlight?
The Cellar: Where is your "God" now?
The Cellar: Pro-Busch
the cellar: NO HOTLINKING PLEASE
The Cellar: Got man meat?
The Cellar: Beyond the Monkey Village
The Cellar: Beyond the Monkey Village
I like that one.
The Cellar: Supercallousedfragilemysticsplaguedwithhaliltosis
The Cellar: Like freeform jazz being played in the Enron boardroom
The Cellar: What's the buzz, tell us whatsahappenin'
The Cellar: We recycle. Look around. See? Same words, over and over
The Cellar: Hoping Jesus doesn't see his shadow in a few days
The Cellar: We wonder what the hell bunnies and eggs have to do with Jesus, too
The Cellar: Short on wine, long on whine.
The Cellar: Ayyyyye (like fonzie)
The Cellar: you have to read the words we're not writing.
The Cellar: Your Breath Smells Like Kitty Litter
The Cellar: The Easter Bunny Touched Us ... In The Bad Place
The Cellar: ATTICA! ATTICA! ATTICA! ATTICA! ATTICA! ATTICA!
The Cellar: The Nexus Of The Crisis And The Origin Of Storms
The Cellar: Who's Yer Daddy? Yes I Am.
The Cellar: WEER IN UR 'PUTER - REEDN YER P0RN
The Cellar: Pick our brains and we'll pick your nose.
the cellar: free beer today!
the cellar: now with 50% less moderation
the cellar: we're talking on the BIG phone
the cellar: frost brewed and refreshing
the cellar: now free from radon and centipede colonies
the cellar: we're rubbing our dirty ass on your new carpet
the cellar: the worlds largest collection of custom user titles and tag lines inside!
the cellar: the front page of the internet since 1990
the cellar: the answers are printed upside down at the bottom of the quiz
the cellar: dammit, Jim! I'm a doctor, not a tagline writer!
The Cellar: speak now, or forever hold your peace.
The Cellar: Speak now or forever hold your piece.
The Cellar: It kinda works.
The Cellar: Speak now or forever hold my piece
The Cellar: Now with 100% less doodads.
The Cellar: We're just as wrong but more convincing.
The Cellar: Your boss told us to tell you your fired.
The Cellar: If you can read this, your filter is set too low.
The Cellar: We've seen C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser Gate.
The Cellar: We're gonna tell our daddy on you. And he's got long hairy arms.
The Cellar: No genetically modified ingredients.
The Cellar: Wears white to weddings, red to funerals, and orange to St. Patricks Day parades.
The Cellar: We've opened the tard gates. Come on in.
The Cellar: We've opened the tard gates. Come on in.
This reminds me of a great idea I had for a game show! ...but I've already said too much.
The Cellar: Ok, so we ARE nappy-headed hos.
The Cellar: Ok, so we ARE nappy-headed hos.
:p
The Cellar: ¿Comer su llama usted? Y su vicuña, y su alpaca.
The Cellar: You better leave your opinions at the door, lest you get the tsk tsk from the omniscients among us. This is no place to be discussing things, you troublemaker. :eek:
[/passive-aggressive]
The Cellar: Shut your festering gob, you tit! Your type really makes me puke, you vacuous, coffee-nosed, maloderous, pervert!!!
The Cellar: An argument is a connected series of statements intended to establish a proposition.
The Cellar: Shut your festering gob, you tit! Your type really makes me puke, you vacuous, coffee-nosed, maloderous, pervert!!!
.
Oh baby, I love it when you talk to me that way. :joylove:
The Cellar: A bit lower. Right a bit. Oooh yes, that's it. A bit harder...
The Cellar: Your boss told us to tell you your fired.
:eek3:
:lol: BWA ha ha ha ha!!!
Oh baby, I love it when you talk to me that way. :joylove:
:hugnkiss: :boxers: :lovers: :whip: :doit:
The Cellar: Watch for our latest psychotic manifesto on NBC
The Cellar: The hell with it, just *leave* it at half mast
The Cellar: The mohel has arrived...ready for your bris?
The Cellar: Irreverent Irrelevancy, 24/7
The Cellar: Neither floor polish nor dessert topping
The Cellar: you're probably an idiot and have no value, but come in for the bullying anyway. We gots lots of bitches and bastards in here. Come on in.
The Cellar: Wolf is a bitch, Rkz is a dick, and there are a couple of other fuckwads here too. Come on in.
The Cellar: Take off your pants and Jack-et. Stay awhile!
Shawnee forgot to eat his Wheatees this morning !!!
Mmmm. Wheaties. :yum:
FYI: Shawnee's a she, not a he.
The Cellar: Where we put the Standards in Double Standards.
[SIZE="7"]hey zippy go fuck yourself. Stupid deformed freak.[/SIZE]
[SIZE="7"]and wolf is a cunt[/SIZE]
[SIZE="7"]hey zippy go fuck yourself. Stupid deformed freak.[/SIZE]
[SIZE="7"]and wolf is a cunt[/SIZE]
So am I going out on a limb here saying that you really do not care for zippy and wolf?
The Cellar: There's something in the water here
Wow!!!
A Tag Line !!!
Who-da-Thunk-it !!!
Wow!!!
A Tag Line !!!
Who-da-Thunk-it !!!
I did, only Kitsune beat me to it!
The Cellar: Home of deformed freaks and.... other things.
The Cellar: A modern day Hellfire Club
The Cellar: We're not sure, but it's possible that there could be too much wine served here.
The Cellar: No soap but plenty of opera
The Cellar: An argument is a connected series of statements intended to establish a proposition.
Exactly.
The Cellar: Don't worry, the bats are all in the attic.
The Cellar: A new chat service?
The Cellar: Are we nearly there yet?
The Cellar: We'll part the water.
The Cellar: Peeling the skin from your eyes.
The Cellar: Sarcasm on your monitor may be closer than it appears.
The Cellar: Abe Vigoda Lives
The Cellar: Dark, Smelly and Full Of Cobwebs - Oh, Sorry, That's Hillary's Crotch
Sarcasm on your monitor may be closer than it appears
Now see, that's a good 'un.
The Cellar: Don't sweat the petty things, and don't pet the sweaty things.
The Cellar: We have gone[COLOR="Blue"][SIZE="5"]10[/SIZE][/COLOR] days without a mall shooting
The Cellar: We enjoy switching the signs on the bathrooms
The Cellar: Don't miss our nightly burnings of the wicker man
The Cellar: Galvanized beliefs, vulcanized tires, Martinized work shirts
The Cellar: There's no business like nappy 'ho bizness
the cellar: here, hold my cock for a minute
The Cellar: You're toast!
The Cellar: We've got you by the short and curlies.
The Cellar: Where ks are considered randy.
The Cellar: Now with rubber baby buggy bumpers.
The Cellar: Nothing you say will be held against you . . . "Tits"
The Cellar: The closest your firewall will let you get to porn.
The Cellar: Some of us are older than dirt. The rest are just dirty.
The Cellar: Some of us think G.W. Bush is a genius. Enough said.
The Cellar: Home of the cryptocrats. We may actually be running this country, but even we're not really sure.
The Cellar: We don't mind if your head is in the Clouds as long as you got her permission first.
The Cellar: Home of virtual hot chicks and free beer. Wednesday is Wing night.
The Cellar: Running on a supercooled, high speed, very tech-looking thingie.
The Cellar: We've got strides for the omi with the naff riah.
The Cellar: An experiment in Advanced AI.
The Cellar: If we said "You have a beautiful body", would you take off your pants and dance around?
The Cellar: Sexier than Labrat's ass. In our dreams.
the cellar: spewing our mangoo all over your face since 1990.
The Cellar: Willingly Given, suitable for Fruitarians, Vegans and Nutters.
the cellar: spewing our mangoo all over your face since 1990.
The Cellar: Bukkake DVDs on sale in the lobby
The Cellar: If the thread topic is music, drift it to guns.
The Cellar: Take five. If you got 'em, shoot 'em.
The Cellar: Don't lock your car, just sit in it with a loaded gun.
The Cellar: Wan Hung Lo will be here soon.
The Cellar: It's .org, for organ.
The Cellar: There used to be a doo-dads thread around here, somewhere.
The Cellar: We'll use our doodads, whatsits, and thing-a-ma-bobs to fix your what-cha-ma-call-it.
The Cellar: Just when you thought it couldn't go any lower....
The Cellar: Still no coffee or shop, and now not friendly either
The Cellar: A prickly bed of internet landmines.
The cellar: Russian Roulette for the Internet
The Cellar: Stay out of The Attic
The Cellar: Behave or we'll have you kneecapped
The Cellar: Where your breakfast [post=343062]links[/post] and [post=343770]fluffernutter[/post] are served all day long.
addendum:
The Cellar: Stay out of The Attic. There are bats in the belfry.
The Cellar: Now with more cola taste.
(for busterb)
The Cellar:
We got your nappy, we got your head, and we got your ho.I'm having too much fun with these today:
The Cellar: We have a pool and a pond. A pond would be good for you. [/semi-obscure reference?]
I'm having too much fun with these today:
The Cellar: We have a pool and a pond. A pond would be good for you. [/semi-obscure reference?]
Caddyshack? Chevy Chase to Bill Murray.
The Cellar: We'll use our doodads, whatsits, and thing-a-ma-bobs to fix your what-cha-ma-call-it.
This is a good one and deserves a repeat.
:lightbulb:
The Cellar: Is a good one and deserves a repeat.
The Cellar: Like a good curry
(Spicy, more-ish, repeats on you, better with rice, regretted in the morning, leaves you an arse like a japanese flag.....)
The Cellar: Better with rice
Caddyshack? Chevy Chase to Bill Murray.
Ding ding ding--circle wins the square!
The Cellar: Honk if your {sic} horny
This is a good one and deserves a repeat.
:lightbulb:
The Cellar: Is a good one and deserves a repeat.
Thanks.
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The Cellar: [SIZE=-1]Emotionally Exhausted And Morally Bankrupt[/SIZE]
The Cellar: Honk if your {sic} horny
The cellar: Honk if you're homy
The cellar: Honk if you're sick
The Cellar: n. To Cellar: v. to place or store as a fine wine
The Cellar: Now with 25% fewer dog legs.
The Cellar: A good place for your grandpa
(compliments of Dazza)
Here's another one from Dazza
The Cellar: Of course we're not hiding any children for Fred and Rosemary West!
The Cellar: Who the Fuck is Dazza?
Here's another one from Dazza
The Cellar: Of course we're not hiding any children for Fred and Rosemary West!
Nice Reference!
The Cellar: John Wayne Gacy was here.
The Cellar: Not far from Snowtown. (maybe the aussies will get this one)
The Cellar: I can't speak unless my attourney is present!
Here's another from Dazza.
The Cellar: It's life Jim, but not as we know it!
The Cellar: Where the men have enough balls to know they are following their dicks.
re :
http://www.cellar.org/showthread.php?t=14213 #12
hehehe good one.
Hey! I wonder if UT is making fun of me...
Never. And always, because you like it.
The Cellar: It dosn't matter if UT makes fun of you.
(not like he can actually fart in the pool)
The Cellar: Abandon All Hope Ye Who Enter Here
The Cellar: You report. We decide!
I have that song in my head now!!
The star trekking one I mean
lol...well it's a good song. ;)
The Cellar: Do NOT confuse us with The Rathskeller
The Cellar: <-- Damnation | Salvation -->
(Possibly too obscure of a reference?)
The Cellar: Better than Tom and Jerry. :3eye:
The Cellar: Expect to be misinterpreted
No-one expects the Spanish misinterpretation.....:vader1: :reaper: :ymca:
No-one expects the Spanish misinterpretation.....:vader1: :reaper: :ymca:
Our 2 main weapons are insults, sarcasm, and ridicule ... our 3 main weapons...
Our 3 main weapons are insults, sarcasm, ridicule, and an almost fanatical devotion to Labrats ass... Amongst our weaponry...
The Cellar: Home of the witless protection program.
The Cellar: Where lonely thoughts come to die
The Cellar: We're the "cool table." Stay away.
The Cellar: welcoming you to Giveafuck Bay
The Cellar: Making Sandcastles then Kicking Them Down
The Cellar: We Dig Our Boots Into The Soft Remains Of Your Spine
The Cellar: Move along folks, nothing to see here.
The Cellar: You Gonna Eat That?
The Cellar: Desperate and tasteless
The Cellar: A place where even trolls can feel at home.
The Cellar: You start a thread and we'll take ownership of it.
The Cellar: WTF are you doing here? Your country is dying.
The Cellar: The evidence is clear. We're all dickheads here.
The Cellar: WTF are you doing here? Your country is dying.
*chuckle*
The Cellar: You're a long way through the looking glass now Alice!
Alice? Alice? Who the fuck is Alice?
The Cellar: The porridge that is "just right" ...
The Cellar: My semantics can beat up your semantics.
The Cellar: Beware the rooster. Cock!
The Cellar: Already missing Don Ho
The Cellar: Smut?! You can't handle the smut!
The Cellar: Half of us train the newbies, the other half helps 'em recover
The Cellar: Do not place over head. Not a toy.
The Cellar: Type here, don't talk there = lower net CO2 emissions...we're the answer to global warming!
The Cellar: We'd put Nothing But Net's picture on a milk carton, but the dairy aisle is no place for pornography
The Cellar: Travelling in a fried-out combi, on a hippie trail, head full of zombie...
The Cellar: Tying up traffic on the GWB, one suicide attempt at a time
The Cellar: Even Gumby and Pokie avoid this place like the plague
The Cellar: A tubal ligation on the InterWeb
The Cellar: Half of us train the newbies, the other half helps 'em recover
The Cellar: Half of us welcome the newbies, the other half insult them until they leave.
The Cellar: It's your turn in the barrel
The Cellar: There's a reason we're the lowest level in the house
The Cellar: Rapid-fire Vapid
the cellar: it's 4th & 26. go deep.
The Cellar: Where Refridgerators and Polyamory are natural threadmates
The Cellar: Needs a Mental Health Day
The Cellar: Where the standards are met for double standards.
The Cellar: We've Upped Our Standards. Now Up Yours.
The Cellar: Use txtspk be ignored.
The Cellar: Populism - it starts with pee which rhymes with me that brings us back to d'oh - a deer I want to eat.
The Cellar: Our aim is to keep the Cellar bathroom clean. Your aim would help.
The Cellar: Less friction. More accurate.
The Cellar: Our aim is to keep the Cellar bathroom clean. Your aim would help.
The Cellar: Less friction. More accurate.
what is that? Less Friction. More accurate?
Is that like : Wipe On. Wipe Off. ?
I think so...:)
The Cellar : Wipe On. Wipe Off.
The Cellar is your 12-step program
what is that? Less Friction. More accurate?
.
From
here. :blush:
The Cellar: If your looking for a 12 step program.This ain't it.
http://www.recovery.org/aa/misc/12steps.html
The Cellar: Your liquor cabinet. Get drunk on the spirit of human kindness? :blush:
The Cellar: One Shot Slammer Central.
The Cellar: Shots, Shooters and Slammers.
From here. :blush:
ahh! I see. It's all good. :)
The Cellar: If your looking for a 12 step program.This ain't it.
Sure it is.
The Cellar: Gettin' you frumby
The Cellar: Doing it to you one more time
The Cellar: Our pants are blazing for you
The Cellar: Uses only water based lubrication
The Cellar: Up 24/7 without the use of Viagra
The Cellar: Mojo bones are on Aisle 12
The Cellar: What's what
The Cellar: What is is
The Cellar: Defend thyself, and prepare to be bitch-slapped!
The Cellar: An enigma inside a mystery wrapped in a tortilla
The Cellarz: iz not cheezburger, kai?
The Cellar: Your mama wears leiderhosen
The Cellar: We know what the word niggardly means, you damned racist
The Cellar: Papers and trash remain in situ, ergo no spending cash
The Cellar: Jeremiah was a bullfrog, but we really didn't know him all that well
The Cellar: Flowers? Check. Ticket to Frisco? Check. Ready to meet beautiful people.
The Cellar: Jeremiah was a bullfrog, but we really didn't know him all that well
.
:sweat:
The Cellar: Giving you the high hard one whether you want it or not
The Cellar: Sporting a tremendous woody right now
The Cellar: Blogging is for wimps. We interact.
The Cellar: Smilies? We don't need no steenkeen smilies
The Cellar: Where you find grandma's preserves and grandpa's old Playboys
The Cellar: Hyperbole make a hyper bully out of you and me
The Cellar: Hyperbole make a hyper bully out of you and me
That's the
most stupid ridiculous, outlandish statement I have ever heard in my entire life.
Like that? :p
The Cellar: ANDY DICK FEARS JON LOVITZ
The Cellar: Our polymath walks the Poly Path
The Cellar: Cereal polygamists
The Cellar: It is what it is....except when it isn't.
The Cellar: Yes, We Have No Bananas
The Cellar: Capital T small h small e capital C small e small l small l small a small r -- LaFong, Karl LaFong!
The Cellar: Yes, We Have No Bananas
Oh! that surely has to be used.
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The Cellar: If I had that in my mouth I'd spit it out too.
The Cellar: If that I had in my mouth, spit it out I would. (Yoda's version).
Crazy laughter in another room, as he drove himself to madness with a black and silver keyboard.
The Cellar: Not insanity, but camoflage
The Cellar: We're watching "Blue Harvest" and "Watch The Skies"
The Cellar: [COLOR=Black]Ever get the feeling you've been cheated?
The Cellar: Shazbot, Nanoo Nanoo
The Cellar: Flava Flav is our interior decorator
The Cellar: We're wearing chiffon underwear
[/COLOR]
The Cellar: We're watching "Blue Harvest" and "Watch The Skies"
The Cellar: [COLOR=Black]Ever get the feeling you've been cheated?
The Cellar: Shazbot, Nanoo Nanoo
The Cellar: Flava Flav is our interior decorator
The Cellar: We're wearing chiffon underwear
[/COLOR]
The Cellar: We've never heard of Crimson Ghost
The Cellar: There's a monster under the bed
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:D
Was it the chiffon underwear?
The Cellar: Shitz all fucked-up!
The Cellar: Touched me... bad touch!
The Cellar: Just tha' tip baby, c-mon'.
The Cellar: For Sale - 1,000 Gallon Inflatable Swimming Pool - Water & All - Make Offer
The chiffon scared me a little.
The Cellar: If the place looks deserted, it is.
The Cellar: We've all gone to our happy place.
The Cellar: Let me show you my sacred spot.
The Cellar: Buy now and receive this fish at no charge!
'pexxie, where have you been? You were next on my APB list.
The Cellar: Where dwellars aren't born, but brought by the stalker.
The Cellar: Tease the toro, heed the horns.
Woohoo! After a long dry spell, I see UT has dredged up one of my oldies.
The Cellar: Kind of old and musty, like Grandma's morning breath
The Cellar: Fragrant like grandma's wet poodle.
Madness..? This is THE CELLARRR!!!
The Cellar: WE have the missing Iraqi weapons
The Cellar: We're the mixed nuts that your recipe calls for
The Cellar: We never claimed to be tolerant. -derived from wolf
Cellarite sisters are doin' it for themselves
Cellarite sisters are doin' it for themselves
Yeah, but you can't take a battery home to meet your folks.
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The Cellar: Quantas, Jujube, [SIZE=-1]Salcedo, Ford Fairlane
The Cellar: You are ten seconds away from the most embarrassing post of your life
The Cellar: Look out! Here comes your boss!
The Cellar: Same Bat-time, Same Bat-channel
The Cellar: Wrecked 'im? Damn near killed 'im!
The Cellar: The Saltine Cracker In The Communion Of Life
The Cellar: ALL HAIL THE UNDERHYPONOTOAD
[/SIZE]
Yeah, but you can't take a battery home to meet your folks.
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:p
The Cellar: be sure to stock up on batteries.
The Cellar: Eine kleine nacht moussaka
The Cellar: Filmed Before A Live Studio Audience
The Cellar: Absinthe and peppermints
The Cellar: Spanning the globe, to bring you the constant variety of sport
The Cellar: Okay, who drank the last mimsy?
The Cellar: We can go sleep at home tonight, if we can get up and walk away
The Cellar: Watch for our Caucasian History Month special, Velveeta on white bread with Miracle Whip!
The Cellar: The crusty stain on the bedsheets of the Internet
The Cellar: Down the road, load loosened...and out of breath
The Cellar: This is your inner child -- I escaped, and I just robbed a liquor store.
The Cellar: We Never Drink - Whine
The Cellar: Your sister takes a spit-bucket to frat parties.
The Cellar: This is the most honest, caring relationship we've ever been in.
The Cellar: truth be told, I'd rather be in Philadelphia
The Cellar: You might not be man enough
The Cellar: Has a very itchy asshole
The Cellar: our user titles just keep getting weirder
The Cellar: fuck you, you fucking fuck!
The Cellar: How's my driving? 1.800. EAT.DICK
The Cellar: you have no right to expect us to be nice to you
The Cellar: If you think you're cool, we'll disabuse you of the notion posthaste
The Cellar: That smell is your own breath blowing back in your face
The Cellar: Shut up, bitch. Go make me a turkey potpie!
The Cellar: This is the most honest, caring relationship we've ever been in.
Lol!!!! That's so awesome!
The Cellar: You've made it here if you can expose yourself, scratch your butt, and type with a straight-jacket on.
:D
Lol!!!! That's so awesome!
Thanks.
I have my moments...
The Cellar: Don't Fence Us In
The Cellar: We Pout It Like Beckham (Victoria, that is)
The Cellar: We're pissing matches -- need a light?
The Cellar - Mmm, good stuff.
The Cellar: Yup.
The Cellar: Wait, what?
The Cellar: Who?
The Cellar: CREEPY. KOOKY. MYSTERIOUS. SPOOKY. ALTOGETHER OOKY.
Say, is there a list of tag lines that have already been used?
The Cellar: These are not the MySpace profiles you're looking for
The Cellar: Loaded 16 tons, got another day older
The Cellar: Turns out that wishes *are* horses, but beggars are still standing on corners holding cardboard signs
The Cellar: Fresh out of Grey Poupon, but we've got some Plochman's
The Cellar: Whatcha eatin' there, boy - crayons?
The Cellar: We have flood insurance. PLEASE, don't call FEMA
The Cellar: Please Leave The Room If This Will Offend You.
The Cellar: Stay Away, This Thing Will Hurt Someone.
The Cellar: Don't Open 'till Doomsday
The Cellar: AKA Pandoras Box. Go Ahead. Take A Peek
The Cellar: If You Can Read This, The IT Department Has Already Reported You To Upper Management
cellar: Our little c beats your big C.
The Cellar: Screw Elvis, rational thought just left the building.
The Cellar: Definitely outside your comfort zone.
The Cellar: Will post for food
The Cellar: Where World of Warcraft goes on holiday
The Cellar: This is all a lot funnier after the first special brownie
The Cellar: IRL, IOTD will BRB
The Cellar: Okay, fine...fence us in. We didn't want to ride anyway.
The Cellar: Now with 1/2 the RDA of Elspode.
The Cellar: Objects in the cellar may be closer than they appear
The Cellar: $0 down, 0%, termination fee may apply.
The Cellar: Show Us On The Doll Where You Want Us To Touch You
The Cellar: Kinda Dank And Musty, Like Al Sharpton'S Hair Gel
The Cellar: Best Viewed at 800 X 600
The Cellar: What *if* six turned out to nine?
The Cellar: We've got blisters on our fingers!
The Cellar: Its the Midnight Special! Run! Run!!!!
The Cellar: White Boys? Funky Music? Meh.
The Cellar: Yeah, that's it...right there...yes, yes...harder...
The Cellar: Yes, Elspode is an embarassement. Please don't flirt with him.
The Cellar: Where innuendo is an art form, and art often involves nudity
The Cellar: Well, goddamn it...*someone* had to post the first dick picture.
The Cellar: Always the unrated version
The Cellar: A srs mb, not a cht site.
The Cellar: serving up dramatic irony everyday except holidays.
The Cellar: The frog legs are the tastiest on the menu.
The Cellar: Home Of The "Dollies For Froggies" Foundation
The Cellar: Be Afraid.
The Cellar: Louder And Nastier Than Ever
The Cellar: We Put The Hit Out On Kevin Federline
The Cellar: If You Can Read This, You've Already Lost.
The Cellar: Where all old class clowns go to die
The Cellar: If we didn't hate you who would?
The Cellar: Database of relational aggression for 17.6642 years, dick.
The Cellar: Bringing your problems to work never looked so productive.
The Cellar: Likes it's bacon burnt.
The Cellar: Hotel California for those that don't want to leave.
The Cellar: Don't tase me bro!
The Cellar: Ask away, we promise we won't tase bro
The Cellar: split into dog and cat factions
The Cellar: Split into Catdog stirfry
The Cellar: Splitting cats and dogs into fractions
The Cellar: Spitting catdog fractions into the stirfry
The Cellar: Like that itch you just can't scratch
The Cellar: 9 out 10 proctologists can't be wrong
The Cellar: May cause genital swelling
The Cellar: Chock full of COSM's
The Cellar: We know where to find the WMD's
The Cellar: We prefer to avoid any and all contact with limp pickles.
The Cellar: Is the harshest mistress
The Cellar: Reader's Indigestion.
The Cellar: a slice of humanity pie.
monsterful:
The Cellar: For Cock's sake, don't forget to eat a dick!
The Cock: It's a household name
The cellar: My cock is pervasive
The Cellar: [post=391559]A CLIQUE OF ONE[/post]
The Cellar: Our cookies don't crumble
The Cellar: 100% Whole Grain
The Cellar: Warning! May contain nuts.
The Cellar: pop a couple under your tongue and allow them to dissolve slowly.
The Cellar: Here when we need you
Lol!!! Barefoot!
The Cellar: The first time shame on you. The second time shame on shame.
The Cellar: 100% Whole Grain
:headshake
The Cellar: In the town of Smart-ass, 69 miles south of Son-of-a-bitch.
The Cellar: Grazin' in the grass is a gas...methane, we think.
The Cellar: Bandwidth? We don't need no stinkeen bandwidth!
The Cellar: Two Hoots And A Sock Full Of Yowsas!
Teh Cllr: suckling on google's search teat
The Cellar- Are we keeping it real?
The Cellar: Post a cute animal pic, get free recipes!
The Cellar: Like Chickenman, its everywhere
The Cellar: Not to be used as a contraceptive
The Cellar: Cow...yepyepyepyepyepyepyepyep
The Cellar: Let's discuss this like adults. You diss and I'll cuss.
The Cellar: OUTLANDER, WE HAVE YOUR WOMAN!
The Cellar: C'mon, tell me! What's in the box?!?!
The Cellar: Bleed The Freak
The Cellar: They can only kill you once.
The Cellar: I no haiku - ugh
The Cellar: No Flash Photography.
The Cellar: Eternal September
The Cellar: Is there anywhere else to be?
The Cellar: Virtual subterranean living for our basement-less lives.
The Cellar: No Flash Photography.
The Cellar: No flash photography, unless you're using the photography to do some flashing.
The Cellar: This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time.
The Cellar: This is not the worst thing that can happen.
Topical taglines re Pakistan
The Cellar: Creating anarchy in the name of democracy
The Cellar: Now under martial law for the sake of your freedom
The Cellar: We're with General Musharraf - one leader, one vote
:eek:
Welcoming everyone except the intolerably irritating since 1990
Wait, so am I welcome?
we shall see now shant we !!
Binky is welcome as far as I'm concerned. She seems pretty cool to me...in fact, probably a bit too cool for this place, but shhh...if we don't say so, maybe binky wont notice.?
The Cellar: Use Once And Destroy
The Cellar: For External Use Only
The Cellar: Nothing Else In The World Smells Like It
The Cellar: Abuse Is Down The Hall
The Cellar: Not Trademarked By Gene Simmons. Yet.
Binky is welcome as far as I'm concerned. She seems pretty cool to me...in fact, probably a bit too cool for this place, but shhh...if we don't say so, maybe binky wont notice.?
Even a xenophobe like me is liking Binky. And Razz. And Chocolatl.
Either I'm softening in my old age or we've just had a great bunch of noobs...
The Cellar: Bustin' ours so you can post yours.
The Cellar: It's just a **** filter.
The Cellar: Worth its salt
The Cellar: Line Jumping Is Not A Sport
(Courtesy of King's Island)
The Cellar: Take All You Want, But Eat All You Take
(Dale's Golden Rule, Dale's Smorgasbord circa 1990)
The Cellar: 1/3 Einstein, 1/3 Seinfeld, 1/3 Crack
The Cellar: Allow your spouse to join at your own risk!
The Cellar: Get your FREE OJ! buttons here
The Cellar: OJ licked my lips and all I got was this lousy t-shirt.
The Cellar: <------ we're with stoopid
The Cellar: Protesting too much since 1996.
The Cellar: Go ahead, I dare ya!
The Cellar: For people who like this sort of thing, this is the sort of thing they like.
The Cellar: We have just lost cabin pressure.
"Someday we'll look back on this and it will all seem funny."
It's November 1984, and we're in a dorm room, and we can't get enough of "Rosalita" at maximum volume; somehow it speaks to us as a group, we love it so much; it strikes us at our hearts, and we can't deny the combination of optimism, an awesome take on rock-n-roll, and working-class heroes of New Jersey.
Everybody is suddenly into it. My job is to play the sax solo, which I do on a stuffed alligator with its tail bent into a sax-like position.
Most of the group at hand is actually from the Jersey shore, although the college itself is well past the Pennsylvania border.
We're all so crazy! But Springsteen's impression is so powerful, it allows us to let our guard down, and be crazy with each other, and play air-band to something bigger than ourselves.
...and that's when the gay sex started.
"Someday we'll look back on this and it will all seem funny."
It's November 1984, and we're in a dorm room, and we can't get enough of "Rosalita" at maximum volume; somehow it speaks to us as a group, we love it so much; it strikes us at our hearts, and we can't deny the combination of optimism, an awesome take on rock-n-roll, and working-class heroes of New Jersey.
Everybody is suddenly into it. My job is to play the sax solo, which I do on a stuffed alligator with its tail bent into a sax-like position.
Most of the group at hand is actually from the Jersey shore, although the college itself is well past the Pennsylvania border.
We're all so crazy! But Springsteen's impression is so powerful, it allows us to let our guard down, and be crazy with each other, and play air-band to something bigger than ourselves.
I saw Springsteen's "Born to Run" tour in a 2500 seat hall in 1974 or '75. Had pretty much the same effect on me. Awesome.
The Cellar: What the hell *would* Jesus do, anyway?
The Cellar: Keep your eyes on the screen, your hands upon the keys
The Cellar: We pardon our turkeys 365 days a year
The Cellar: Roasting sacred cows over an open flame since 1990.
The Cellar: You're an ass. No you are. Fuck you. Why log in? Where's the bandwagon? Who said what to who? Why do you care? You're not doing it right. So just ignore him. Cock. You're a dickwad. You're stupid. I'm telling mom. Quit saying that to her. Grow up. Sit up straight. You're just a noob. Call reinforcements. What do you know? Wah. Dick. Cunt. Snob. Boohoo. Ad infinitum. LOL.
Thanks for the guidance, Zen! :)
The Cellar: Malfunctioning dysfunctional functionality
The Cellar: Libertarian Republicratic Orthodox Democracy
The Cellar: Since one is the loneliest number, why not twist up two?
The Cellar: *We* let the dogs out, beyotch
The Cellar: Topical, with just a hint of aimlessness
The Cellar: On Thanksgiving, no-one can hear you scream
The Cellar: Bring out the Gimp.
The Cellar: Bringing out the inner gimp in all of us.
the cellar: a millionty-two threads about nothing
the cellar: is holding a gun to your head and forcing you to read it
the cellar: take away what you bring with you
the cellar: now with a disappearing deductible
the cellar: taglines are best as sets of 5
the cellar: home of tyrants and tirades
The Cellar: I have a bad case of diarrhea.
[COLOR="White"]. . . . . . . . .[/COLOR] I have a bad case of diarrhea.
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I have a bad case of diarrhea.
the cellar: Carbon neutral for your conscience
The Cellar: Loves Santa, but reindeer poop on the shingles smells bad.
The Cellar: Leaving special brownies for Santa this year.
The Cellar: No longer allowed to say "ho ho ho".
The Cellar: Smells like Batman, there's Robin eggs all over the place, the Batmobile is on a jackstand - must be Christmas
The Cellar: Putting leftover Halloween candy in kids stockings this year
The Cellar: Hark, the Hell's Angels sing
The Cellar: Baby Jesus cries when the Little Drummer Boy starts his solo
The cellar: Ho Ho Ho -and that's just on regular days.
The Cellar: It's Beginning To Look A Lot Like Syphilis
The Cellar: Hark! The Hare-Lip Angels Sing
The Cellar: I Saw Mommy Humping Santa Claus
The Cellar: All I Want For Christmas Is An AK-47
The Cellar: Merry Christmas, Now Die In A Fire
The Cellar: Ours nuts roasting on an open pyre
The Cellar: Here comes Santa Claus! Get a towel!
The Cellar: Do You Smell What I Smell?
The Cellar: Humpin' around the Christmas tree
The Cellar: With the price of energy these days, a lump of coal sounds pretty good
The Cellar: He sees you when you're sleeping. He knows when you're awake. Santa is a stalker.
The Cellar: We have pa-rum pum pum rum in our eggnog
The Cellar: 3 French hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a nice red wine sauce
The Cellar: No one ever tells you that the pigs ate Baby Jesus when he was in the manger.
The Cellar: 3 French hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a nice red wine sauce
:lol:
The Cellar: Dances to its own algorithm
The Cellar: Dreaming of a white Kwanzaa
did you really just type that?
coughlolcough
awesome. in the bad way. very bad. bad splode.
Spode is soaking in baditude.
What, it can't snow on Kwanzaa?
The Cellar: With a full complement of ho, ho, hos.
The Cellar: Santa ain't got nutun' on our Ho's
The Cellar: 2night we're gonna party like she's $19.99!
buahahahaha NB....I snorted vodka out my nose
The Cellar: Start spreading the noobs...
The Cellar: Nappy Ho' Year!
fuck, splode, you're on form, :lol:
The Cellar: The other White House
The Cellar: Start spreading the noobs...
:lol:
fuck, splode, you're on form, :lol:
I just get caught up in the spirit of the season, I guess.
The Cellar: Coppin' a feel of the intangible
The Cellar: Post Hard -- The dewy cock! story
The Cellar: The Red Pill Of Your Life
The Cellar: We Have Seen The Future, And You're Still Poor
The Cellar: Brought To You By MomCorp™
The Cellar: We've Brought Out "The Gimp"
The Cellar: We Know Where Hoffa Is
The Cellar: We got your stimulus package -- right here
The Cellar: Does not protect against STDs
The Cellar: Pleasure and occassional Paine
The Cellar: Been there; but never done "that"
The Cellar: Groundhog Day for the internet
Feels awesome, doesn't it, Monster? Congrats!
<clears throat...um...fingers>
The Cellar: Don't make us get all caucus on yo' primary ass
The Cellar: Never even thought about stuffing Hillary's ballot box
The Cellar: Vote early, vote often
The Cellar: We won't post on your church website if you won't put God in our government
The Cellar: Who do you have to screw to get a ballot around here?
The cellar: we like music more than you do
the cellar: capital letters are Optional
the cellar: fit in or fuck off
the cellar: farn fnarf farnf fnar
The Cellar: Giving up for Lent
The Cellar: Speak with a big stick or forever rest in pieces.
The Cellar: 40% full
that leaves 60% unfulfilled?;)
less filling; tastes great?:greenface
The Cellar: Is it art?
The Cellar: Throwing the Lions to the Christians
The Cellar: Hang around here long enough and your pants will fall down.
The Cellar: All About Drax
The Cellar: Stumbled Upon, Dugg and altogether Farked Up, sometimes... (a bit slow sometimes, in other words)
which is clearly too long but leads me to:
The Cellar: A bit slow, sometimes.
The Cellar: Trust us, you'll be glad we're here when the tornadoes come
The Cellar: The green plastic grass in your Internet Easter basket
The Cellar: Wadda ya want fer nuthin', a rubber biscuit?
The Cellar: Still confused about Obama's grandma and racism
The Cellar: Voting for the first candidate who mentions the economy
The Cellar: You had us at Superdelegate
The Cellar: Proudly free of rabid bats for over three weeks!
The Cellar: If you can't stand the heat, stay out of the nuclear waste pool
The Cellar: More Bacon, Please.
The Cellar: We are not fucking Matt Damon.
The Cellar: Attacks without warning. Like a Shark. Or a Dolphin.
The Cellar: Less than $50 in the cash box at all times.
The Cellar: Blamin' it all on the nights on Broadway
The Cellar: No longer employed in Maggie's agribusiness enterprise
The Cellar: Got it while we could
The Cellar: Lord bought us a color TV
The Cellar: Bringing you The Shocker, now with more knuckle!
The Cellar: We are the voices in your head.
The Cellar: Zombie Jesus lives right next door, so behave.
The Cellar: Sarah Jessica Parker counts with her hoof.
The Cellar: We like you, just not in "that way".
The Cellar: Tell your mom we said "Thanks".
The Cellar: We like to get fucked up and do fucked up shit.
The Cellar: Piling in the back seat, Generating steam heat, Pulsating to the back beat
The Cellar: Save us from fate, save us from hate, save ourselves before it's too late
The Cellar: The last sound you hear is gonna be you dying
The Cellar: Christopher Reeve had a better chance of being a kickboxer than there is of you fitting in here.
The Cellar: At least Crimson Ghost is back and on board.
The Cellar: At least Crimson Ghost is back and on board.
Thanks.
I didn't know you guys missed me.
The Cellar: Now accepting donations of gently used taglines
The Cellar: We don't all like the smell of cheese
The Cellar: We know what to grab when lurkers appear
The Cellar: We might press the advantage but we don't press charges
The Cellar: Internet bonsai
aren't most of us a little old for the current one?
unfortunately
The Cellar: Feeding the hungry, soothing the ill, but keeping the naked naked
The Cellority: Eta Pi chapter
The Cellar: Welcome to Megalomania Emporium! We've got the best prices on all your egocentric needs. Stop by and see us...TODAY.
The Cellar: Never has to pay for it
The Cellarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..........
(see, I was restrained :D)
In honor of SG.
The Cellar: We put the strange in stranger.
In honor of SG.
The Cellar: We put the strange in stranger.
The Cellar: We put the anger in stranger.....
;)
The Cellar: Androgeny gives us the Willies
-BrianR
The Cellar: and Willy gives us a boner!
The Cellar: So C'mon And Free Our Willies!!!
The Cellar: Collective Irresponsibility
The Cellar: Just like Halley's comet, you'll come back every 75 years.
Kagen! Welcome back! (See you in 75 years!)
The Cellar: Look, no hands!
The Cellar: Subtle as the Shocker
The Cellar: The pubic hair in the internet's soup
The Cellar: The cockroach on your wedding cake
The Cellar: The turd in your swimming pool
The Cellar: The sand in your Vaseline™
The Cellar: When life hands us lemons, we make a party
Teh Cellah: Even in the summer, its cool in here.
The Cellar: Cellar your soul
The Cellar: Deal with it.
The Cellar: Where the people are so very sultry.
The Cellar: you are the harder you fall
The Cellar: We're not laughing with you, we're laughing at you.
The Cellar: Your DNA must cry itself to sleep at night.
The Cellar: We hate you, and we hope you die.
The Cellar: We fart in your general direction.
The Cellar: Where hopes, opinions, and dreams are squashed into oblivion.
Cellar(©) Brand Hot Dogs: They're like a hot beef injection, in your mouth.
The Cellar: Putting the lumps back into your white sauce.
The Cellar: The Supreme Cock May Finally Do Something Right!
The Cellar: We can't hear you over the sound of how awesome we are.
...
But it's an awfully long thread with one question after another with dialogues without any organization. Sorry, I really didn't have the time to read through 11 plus pages of posts, and with no guarantee that my question will be answered.
You've got us pegged.
The Cellar: One question after another with dialogues without any organization
The Cellar: contains fewer calories than required to consume it
The Cellar: Open your mouth. Let us just stick the tip in...
The Cellar: We are the top 15%
The Cellar: What we say speaks so loudly we can't, what was that?
The Cellar: We'll take your ice to Glastonbury if you mess with us.
The Cellar: If you haven't paid full price you have no right of refund
The Cellar: Leave your nationality at the door
The Cellar: Officially zombie friendly
The Cellar: Remember, no matter where you go, there you are.
The Cellar: Remember, no matter where you go, here you are.
The Cellar: Anybody know why Ritchie killed Bobby Lupo?
The Cellar: We got "Duke Nukem: Forever" right over here...
The Cellar: Go ahead, run. You'll only die tired.
The Cellar: 28 days, 6 hours, 42 minutes and 12 seconds
The Cellar: This isn't a competition to see who can be most cute.
The Cellar: Girls are granted a customary 5 errr... 10 inch handicap during pissing matches
The Cellar: Be aware that the pissing-match pit does double-duty as the self-pity wallow
bs: I get it now. I've seen it, what... 2,374 times.
liiiiitle slow on the uptake...
The Cellar: Is made out of ... PEOPLE! :eek:
The Cellar: Where bad things happen to good people.
The Cellar: 50% more nutty goodness!
The Cellar: Less filling! Tastes great!
The Cellar: You won't like yourself, but you'll laugh.
The Cellar: I'm here, you're here, let's go kill someone.
The Cellar: Does this tag line make my ass look fat?
The Cellar: You'll jump. A little. At first.
The Cellar: You stink, and we don't like you.
The Cellar: Could use a little more chili powder
The Cellar: The last bastion of American ingenoo...injunooit...ingenuity.
The Cellar: Save gas...have all your relationships right here!
The Cellar: Don't log in here unless you have a spare keyboard handy
The Cellar: When The Rapture comes, can we have your computer?
The Cellar: Helping you find your true perversion
The Cellar: Giving Glazer a run for his money
The Cellar: What doesn't kill you will leave you in stitches
The cellar: bring a toothbrush but leave your PJs
The Cellar: more Americans than you can shake a stick at, and you'll probably want to.
;)
The Cellar: free procrastination
The Cellar: free procrastination
Yeah. It's better than that amateur crastination you gotta pay for.
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Samhain - ArchangelThe Cellar: Better Than An Army Of Asian Schoolgirls Wearing “Hello Kitty” Backpacks And “Hello Daddy” Underwear
The Cellar: The rules are there are no rules.
The Cellar : Remember rule #1
The Cellar: We have a rule book but we've misplaced it.
The Cellar: We don't need no stinkin' rulebook!
The Cellar: More fun than sword swinging monkeys
The Cellar: We've got pieces of April...in the freezer
The Cellar: Switching the switch for the switch hitters
The Cellar: Everyone talks about the weather, but no one ever fixes the global cooling machine
The Cellar: Poster children for a brave new world
The Cellar: A g-string in a drawer full of granny pants
The Cellar: You know what? It isn't that hard to get a camel through the eye of a needle.
The Cellar: We Can't Spare One Square
The Cellar: Up Up Down Down Left Right Left Right B A B A Select Start
The Cellar: Very Sexy, Very Violent
The Cellar: We're The Reason God Hates You
The Cellar: Ever Wonder If Mommy Gave Daddy A Blow-Job Right Before She Kissed You Good-Night? (She Did.)
The Cellar: Flappable when lit
The Cellar: Causing your pants to feel tighter since 1990
The Cellar: Debunking your mom's lies
The Cellar: Debunking your mom's lies
I love that one!
The Cellar: Making Your Coworkers Wonder About You Since 1994
The Cellar: Mental midget tossing every third Thursday during Happy Hour
The Cellar: It's the dogs bollocks, innit.
summat's northern, innit's southern. bit like saying all y'all, eh.
southerners say sumfin' :lol: :p
Summat? What does that mean?
The Cellar: We Can't Spare One Square
Adorable!
Summat? What does that mean?
something.
"are you on the rag or summat?"
I have never heard that before! I thought I'd heard all, and said many of, colloquialisms such as that!
The Cellar: We Got Colloquialisms Out The Ying-Yang
The Cellar: We Cast Falsehoods Like Candy At Mardi Gras
Thanks Griff!
The Cellar: We will just cuddle you and kiss you soft, on the mouth.
The Cellar: We Want To Touch You In The Bad Place
The Cellar: gay haven or ghey heaven?
The Cellar: Celebrating our 100th Anniversary in dogs years
The Cellar: Posters in Cellar are closer than they appear
The Cellar: Habitat for Humility
The Cellar: You know why!
The Cellar: More grasping at straws than the condiment bar at McDonalds
The Cellar: Its not that we don't like facts, we're just indifferent to them
The Cellar: Bring your straw man arguments...we have torches
The Cellar: Like a political convention, only fun and interesting
The Cellar: 1,000 euphemisms for breasts and counting!
The Cellar: The Reason God Invented Vaginal Dryness
The Cellar: Silver Medal Winners Of The Special Olympics Javelin Catch
The Cellar: Do You Know How Dry Your Grandmothers Snatch Is?
The Cellar: (*) (*) <--- Tribbles With Shields Up
The Cellar: Skating Away On The Thin Ice Of A New Day
The Cellar: Because it's a Lady Garden out there
The Cellar: Quieter on Mondays (shh, we're hungover)
The Cellar: Ate my homework
The cellar: We have you on Ignore
The Cellar: This is a test. This is only a test.
Calm down, it's test, not testes.
The Cellar: Test is back, WE'RE PREGNANT!
The Cellar: Most confused with the The Wine Cellar.
( The whine cellar )
The Cellar: Not your S.F. Nightclub
The Cellar: Google results mock let's make a deal.
( ok I'm sleepy. I tried to make them make sense but they are shady at best)
The Cellar: We demand a shrubbery
The Cellar: No trees were harmed in the making of this BBS -- we won't talk about the animals
The Cellar: fightin', lovin', and tupperware.
The Cellar: thumpin', humpin' and burpin'.
The Cellar: not a former beauty queen
The Cellar - No friggin awards necessary - we know we're the best
The Cellar - You fuckers are my kind of people!
...as suggested by Nirvana
The Cellar: Every child poster wins an award!
The Cellar:Take your licks and move on. You are still welcome here.
(the mercenary)
The Cellar: Please be gentle with our balls.
From here:
http://cellar.org/showpost.php?p=491646&postcount=174The Cellar: We're mavericks, just like everyone else in our party
The Cellar: OMG! Sarah Palin is the new Daniel Boone!
The Cellar: We'd do us
The Cellar: A Clown Car, not a Vagina!
The Cellar: We've got sunshine in a bag
The Cellar: Your local news team, right in your living room
The Cellar: Allow us to introduce ourselves, we're people of wealth and taste
The Cellar: Reagan In '08: He's Tan, Rested, And Ready
The Cellar: We don't give a damn about our bad reputation
The Cellar: Fear Is Our Tradition
The Cellar: We're like that uncle nobody talks about
The Cellar: We hurt ourselves today, to see if we still feel
The Cellar: Ever get the feeling the world is a tuxedo, and you're a pair of brown shoes?
The Cellar: Just around the corner from the light of day
The Cellar: It's dark in here, and we may die
The Cellar: Turn off the box and think for yourself
The Cellar: We're back in the New York Groove
The Cellar: A fist full of metal and a heart full of hate
The Cellar: To access restricted area, press Alt+F4
The Cellar: Fun for Everyone!
The Cellar: We'll make you need a brain bleaching...
The Cellar: LOLing since 1990!
The Cellar: The completion of the species.
The Cellar: The old stain on the information superhighway.
The Cellar: You, only better naked.
The Cellar: Already ate a bag of dicks. kthx.
The Cellar: Knows what to do with shop vac's.
The Cellar: What's a douche like you doing in a nice place like this?
The Cellar: Scratches and sniffs.
The Cellar: Knows better than that.
The Cellar: Wants to sit on your cabinet.
The Cellar: Lukewarm on tyranny removal
From
hereThe Cellar: It's a black fly in your Chardonnay
The Cellar: It's a death row pardon two minutes too late
The Cellar: It's like rain on your wedding day
The Cellar: It's a free ride when you've already paid
The Cellar: It's the good advice that you just didn't take
The Cellar: A traffic jam when you're already late
The Cellar: A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break
The Cellar: It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife
The Cellar: It's meeting the man of your dreams. And then meeting his beautiful wife
The Cellar: Isn't it ironic... don't you think?
The Cellar: All for the love of a candy bar
The Cellar: A house of under the weather repute
The Cellar: Our board is red hot, your board is diddly squat
The Cellar: Getting more with a kind word and a gun
You made me think of this, els:
The Cellar: We got spirit yes we do. We got spirit HOW 'BOUT YOU?
I like it. Reminds me of pretending that you could see the cheerleaders' panties during the high lifts.
The Cellar: the bottom-feeder of The Free World
You've been here all along. See for yourself.
The Cellar: laying down the whine in 2009
The Cellar: Ever tried? Ever failed? No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.
The Cellar: Home Of "Big Daddy's Patented Two Ball Belly Butter"
The Cellar: You have to let your body sleep to let your soul live on.
The Cellar: Delete "win32" folder and reboot. Your computer will be virus free and fast. Try it.
The Cellar: Always remember, your little princess is my little whore.
The Cellar: Well, that's another resolution you just broke!
The Cellar: We are the future of this great planet.
The Cellar: Got love and now can travel.
The Cellar: Got car and now can have gurl in back seat.
The Cellar: Power of the People
After doing some backward research, I have discovered that we have just three days short of exactly a two year supply of taglines, here. :D
The Cellar: See what happens Larry when you butt₣uck a stranger in the mouth
The Cellar: Home of the Finest Thread-Drift on the Internet.
wooooolf....you made....ugh...ew....
Iced Tea BURNS when it comes out your nose you know!
The Cellar: Self-defining
The Cellar: Will help you find your keys. :)
Our breast stroke has the lifeguard over in a flash.
The Cellar: Banned from other forums for trolling? Come in. You're safe here.
by the way, haven't we had the ass gas grass one before?
The Cellar: It's like deja-vu all over again....
Warning: objects in the cellar may be crazier than they appear.
;)
The Cellar: Give Us Your Tired - But We Are No Longer Accepting Anybody POOR!
The Cellar ... Hobos Beware.
The Cellar: A great place to hide the bodies.
The Cellar: Who'd a thunk it? Some toad?
The Cellar: We have recipes for all animals....
The Cellar: Human - The Other Other White Meat
The Cellar: We Must Have You For Dinner
The Cellar: Mmmmm, Long Pig
The Cellar: C'mon, Let's Chew The Fat(so)
The Cellar: You Look Delicious
I love the fact that you can "tag" threads now UT. Rock on!!
The Cellar: see what happens when you upgrade?
The Cellar: My blue monkey went away. :(
The Cellar: If it had only one dick, I'd whack it off.
The Cellar: My blue monkey went away. :(
That was my first thunk too.
the Cellar: Mourning the Blue Monkey
The Cellar: Blue Monkey's body lies moldering in the grave
The Cellar: Blue Monkey has gone to Heaven
The Cellar: Hours of family fun! And a big bowl of dicks.
The Cellar: Where the wild things are.
The Cellar: What Willis was talkin' 'bout.
The Cellar: We Argue About Pasta.
The Cellar: We pronounce "pasta" in various ways
The Cellar: An elite team of self certified scientists.
the cellar: have a bless'd day
the cellar: Have a Cock-Eatin' Day.
The Cellar: May the cock you eat be bless'd.
The Cellar: May the cock you eat be bless'd.
Ah, I see you were an altar boy.
The Cellar: thinks on the scratchy side of martian pubic hair
The Cellar: Obscure is good
The Cellar: We buy second-hand furniture
The Cellar: where insomnia can become a lifestyle choice
The Cellar: please leave your notionality at the door
The Cellar: Because sometimes you need a littlle...
The Cellar: Free Justice on Wednesdays
The Cellar: We WILL rock you
The Cellar: We pay cash for your unwanted hobos
The Cellar: In Tune with Madonna
The Cellar: Bring out your dead
The Cellar: huddled masses yearning to breathe free
The Cellar: Assorted Drama Queens and a few Weirdos
The Cellar: Hope's the rope that keeps you tied in knots
The Cellar: C'mon to the violent world with me
The Cellar: The French are cheese eating surrender monkeys.
The Cellar: Ring rubber bells! Beat cotton gongs! Strike silken cymbals!
The Cellar: We are the cult of personality
The Cellar: Leave for a week and you'll miss WWIII.
The Cellar: Does our insurance cover that?
The Cellar: That's a nice little forum you've got there. 'Twould be a pity if something were to 'appen to it.
The Cellar: Chatty Chatty Bang Bang
The Cellar: There's no place like this place, so... Hey! Shut the fuck up!
The Cellar: badger, badger, badger, badger...
The Cellar: Yusef, schmusef...we know Cat Stevens when we see him.
The Cellar: Gandy dancing every Friday night in Chat.
The Cellar: Home of the rabbit with a waffle on its head.
The Cellar: Some of the most horrible people I've ever had the displeasure of encountering. I hate them, and I don't hate anyone.
The Cellar: We'll kick Bloody Mary's ass!
The Cellar: Some of the most horrible people I've ever had the displeasure of encountering. I hate them, and I don't hate anyone.
You're famous. You made it to the big lights. Congrats. :thumb:
Only "some of"?
Come on, people, we can do better.
Seriously though, as the sign on the front door of the Cellar, it is a bit unwelcoming. As an in joke, I get it, but to a n00b, it misrepresents us quite a bit.
Well, some of us. :p
The Cellar: Some of the most horrible people I've ever had the displeasure of encountering. I hate them, and I don't hate anyone.
Thank you. I do my best.
The Cellar: Please excuse our shutdown while moderator voting is completed.
The Cellar: You gonna eat that?
The Cellar: Do-overs are mandatory here.
The Cellar: Careful...we get tribal.
The Cellar - Better than that other site could ever hope to be.
The Cellar: Our highest IQ is 120. Beat that, suckers!
hahahahahah.
The Cellar: We're dumb as posts.
The Cellar: We post as dumb.
The Cellar: Our highest IQ is 120. Beat that, suckers!
Yebbut our average went WAY down after some losers from VD.com came over and a few stuck. I must say it collectively went up though since a couple have left.
VD. com lol. I love that.
The Cellar: Our highest IQ is 120. Beat that, suckers!
Is this a reference to something? If not, I don't get the humor.
It's a reference to a comment Tiki made over on PD about the Cellar. Someone who'd been here from there said she couldn't find any interesting threads and apparently al we talk about is stuff like Things to do with a Piano etc. I suggested that there is actually quite a wide variety of discussion types and topics and some o fthem are interesting, some deep, some shallow, some silly, some serious.
Tiki's response was:
Stupid people talking about serious stuff is still stupid, though. I don't think anyone there has an IQ over 120 (not that I put a lot of stock in IQ... but it can give you a rough guideline), and frankly, I can overhear those people at the mall, if I wanted to. Wasting my time with a bunch of dull-witted assholes is not really my cup of tea. I prefer to waste it with the sharp-witted assholes I find here. They aren't a pack of mediocre malicious cunts pretending to be nice people.
Oh...and this one directed specifically at me:
I know that I'm better, smarter, and more interesting than you or anyone you know
So.... Shawnee's post is just a bit chain yanking around the general theme of us being dumbass fucktards who are too stupid for the superbrained tiki to bear.
Ah.
Well I'm glad to see that Tiki has kept to the high road and not gone all bitter and judgmental.
STILL
:BITING TONGUE:
"Shut your supperating stink-hole, lying whore."
The Cellar: Just when you thought it was safe to get back on the internet
The Cellar: We're smarter than you know we are.
The Cellar: You're smarter than we think you are
The Cellar: You're thinker than you smart we are!
Teh Celar: Schmart tinkers weese bees.
The Cellar (special illustrated edition):
The Cellar: More enlivening than Pop Rocks up the poop-chute
The Cellar: Is no substitute for Rutger Hauer.
Pilau - give Dana her keyboard back. goo boy yes whosa gooboy??
Be nice or we'll send Rutger Hauer to give you a 24th century, android style ass-whoopin.
Bring him on - Sly Stallone and I are waiting - impatiently.
*grins*
S'ok. I gots me a Timelord in the wings just in case...
Whoa, whoa, hang on a second--you'd take Rutger Hauer over David Tennant?
Pah. And to think I thought I knew you.
No. No I'm afraid if it was a choice then Tennant would win any day of the week. He was waiting in the wings to kick Sly's ass that's all :P
I don't care whether Tennant can take Hauer, as long as he takes me first.
Ahem....I think you'll find there's a queue.
The Cellar: Impressive thread drift.
The Cellar: Where a squid can be a squid. or a dolphin.
The Cellar: It's a streetlight.
The Cellar: We'll make you shit a midget.
The Cellar: We've got The Elephant Man's skeleton, and now Michael Jackson's.
The Cellar: We gave the "Boy In The Bubble" a staph infection.
The Cellar: Our dolphin salad is 100% tuna free.
The Cellar: Goes great with sauerkraut!
The Cellar: Rarely coherent but cute as a bug.
The Cellar: The poor man's
kgbThe Cellar: The more that you fear us, the bigger we get
The Cellar: More human than human
The Cellar: We're gonna stand at the top of the world and challenge the heavens
The Cellar: We'll have a Sanka and a fish sandwich.
The Cellar: You gotta think about it like the first time you got laid. You gotta go: "Grandma, are you sure this is right?"
The Cellar: Do you know that gullible said slowly sounds like 'green bears'?
The Cellar: Thermite would be useful for disposing of corpses in a clandestine fashion, but so is lye and a hotel bathtub.
The Cellar: It wasn't me. It wasn't the dog. You farted.
The Cellar: There's a new pubic shampoo being marketed to women married to midgets. It's called "Gee, Your Cunt Smells Terrific"
The Cellar: Nothing says lovin' like an exercise bench and a roll of duct tape.
the Cellar... it’s like a big pile of his [Flint's] notes... but with anonymous responses.
The Cellar: Where there's a drunk online 24/7
The Cellar: It all depends on what the definition of The is
The Cellar: Will hand your asshat to you
The Cellar: Now with more NERF.
The Cellar: Will hand your asshat to you
Actually that's a cat hat.
Actually that's a cat hat.
Nah,
this is a cat hat. :D
Here's the severe weather version:
The Cellar: If the Mods don't ban you, you can always ban yourself.
The Cellar: Because there's nothing good on TV
The Cellar: It's not that we don't like you - OK, it IS because we don't like you
The Cellar: If you are reading this, you should be working
The Cellar: We know where you hide your porn
The Cellar: This is Abuse. Complaints are down the hall.
The Cellar: we can argue about ants carrying a potato chip.
;)
The Cellar: Ceiling cat is watching you post naked pictures of yourself.
The Cellar: The Switzerland of the Internet...mostly neutral, and plenty of chocolate.
The Cellar: How can we like you if you don't make fun of yourself?
The Cellar: we can argue about ants carrying a potato chip.
;)
I love you. :D
The Cellar: Will go (a) ballistic; (b) postal; (c) medieval; (d) all of the above; (f) none of the above
The Cellar: Bend over and kiss your ass goodbye!
The Cellar: All your cucumbers are belong to us.
The Cellar: Where a tagline about urine can last for weeks
The Cellar: Tonight's special is bacon-wrapped whale penis in a bucket
Please sir, may I have s'more? :blush:
This is an all-you-can-eat buffet. go ahead.
but no doggy-bags.
oh wait...
we're all out of that...
...may i suggest the.....
I think you might prefer the Cockles
Or something from the Sub-Cockle region?
The Cellar: Half-cocked, but with balls
The Cellar: We'll call you.
Great
thread Glinda. :)
The cellar: check your insurance before posting
The Cellar: Monster is a meanie.
:lol:
There's no crying in baseball!
The Cellar: Just wipe it up and smile
Front to back, though, mkay?
Just to let yins know, I did not actually count the number of days since a dwellar emotional outburst and sullen departure. I just picked a number that I thought was funny. This tag line does not reflect any particular dwellar's emotional outburst and sullen departure.
spoilsport! :lol: I love it!
I was going to ask why it wasn't incrementing.
it was an awfully long emotional outburst.....
The Cellar: Speaks to a woman about horses
The Cellar: There's no I in team but there is meat
The Cellar: Don't pee in this hole
The Cellar: Don't Pee In Our Pool
Just modifying Monster's a bit ;)
The Cellar: a demonstration of collective boredom
The Cellar: Invoking rule 306a
The Cellar: Each thread more closely knits our community.
The Cellar: Unravelling the threads that knit our community together. :P
The Cellar: Jumping the Dolphin
The Cellar: Home of Jimmy James, Macho Business Donkey Wrestler
The Cellar: Don't forget where we parked the super karate monkey death car
The Cellar: Now you sailors know where your women come for love
The Cellar: Tell us where Michael Jackson touched you
The Cellar: We'd like to gashmoygadie your gaflavity with our googus
The Cellar: Where hole-pissing is an art form. :D
The Cellar: Putting Baby in the corner
The Cellar: Almost better than a green bean burrito on a Friday night.
The Cellar: Jumping the Dolphin
The Cellar: It's A SHARK!!!
The Cellar: Underpromised; overdelivered
The Cellar: The origin of the specious.
The Cellar: Needlessly needling
There will only be peace once we are all crushed into a singularity
-toranokaze
The Cellar: No Peace Prize for the Ilk
The Cellar: A Nobel Peace Prize with no peace and no prize.
The Cellar: Winner of the Noble Peas Prize.
The Cellar: Trick or Treat? Be sure to check out the FAQ by clicking the link below.
We hate newbies and kick them to the curb, after beating their brains out and emptying out the cash from their wallets.
-Steve Dallas ( modified )
The Cellar: The long and whining road
The Cellar: We're a'let you finish, but...
The Cellar: Knee deep in the hoopla. Uh...that *is* hoopla, isn't it?
The cellar: Where you see duplicity
we see us resplendent with charm.
The Cellar: EXPRESS LANES OPEN
The Cellar: Embodies the high order of apostrophe where possession is 99% of the law.
[SIZE=1]I wish I had a better word for 'law'[/SIZE]
The cellar: Straining toward a Magnum Opus
The Cellar: Over one billion served.
The Cellar: A universal solvent and the elixir of life.
[SIZE=1]The first one was inspired the others were contrived[/SIZE].:greenface
The Cellar: CLEAN UP ON AISLE THREE!
The Cellar: IN SOVIET CELLAR, POTATOES STORE YOU!
The Cellar: No-one here slept with Tiger Woods
The Cellar: Bring us some Figgy Pudding
The Cellar: Now bring us some Figgy Pudding, or we'll burn down your house!
Fixed it. Traditional London air.
The Cellar: No-one here slept with Tiger Woods
...that we know of.
Yet.
Shaw was missing for that whole thing - jus sayin'
. . . so was TW now that I think about it. Hmmm
OMG - Tiger Woods!
Well done, Classic, our best unmasking yet!
Tiger woods ... golf course ... 18 holes ... hmmmm....
The Cellar: Over the Everglades and through Disney World, to grandmother's house we go.
The Cellar: It came upon a midnight clear, and damn if we didn't have to wipe it up.
The Cellar: Hello, Bethlehem police? Someone in the manger next door won't stop with the frigging parum-pa-pa-pumming!
The Cellar: Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves in a Friday IOTD, complete with recipes.
The Cellar: The second Wise Man looks a lot like Osama bin Laden.
The Cellar: Look, Joseph, for the last time - I haven't slept with *anyone*!
The Cellar: Good King Wenceslas looked out on a Christmas morning, and said "The hell with it. It's snowing. I'm going back to bed".
All excellent ideas, Els.
The Cellar: We have squirrels in our attics (and bats in our belfrys)
...and a recipe for bat-fried squirrel
err thats beer battered bat-fried squirrel
I've been battered by beer before.
err thats bear-battered bat-fried squirrel
fix'd that 4 u
The Cellar: Still dreaming of a white Kwanzaa...
The Cellar: Two candles short of a proper Hanukkah
The Cellar: Tiger gets a whole damn stocking full of coal...film at 11!
The Cellar: Can't find three wise men in the entire goddamn Congress
The Cellar: Our creche has baby Jesus' picture on a piece of toast!
The Cellar: Ceiling Cat is watchin' you unwrap your "present"
The Cellar: Hello, Bethlehem police? Someone in the manger next door won't stop with the frigging parum-pa-pa-pumming!
Oh that really made me laugh.
Thanks. Cellar tag lines at Yule are my very favorite thing.
The Cellar: The good C word.
The Cellar: Bigger'n Texas
The Cellar: Home of the hairy vagina toaster cover. :D
The Cellar: Press button, receive bacon
The Cellar: 'Emma not gonna let you finish, but...
The Cellar: BEYOND HERE LIES NOTHIN'
The Cellar: My yellow in this case is NOT so mellow
The Cellar: Simon said we sucked
The Cellar: Nobody knows what it's like to feel these feelings like I do, AND I BLAME YOU
The Cellar: I see dead pixels.
:lol: pie, I love it.
The Cellar: now in 4D
The Cellar: You brought it on yourselves
The Cellar: You'll take your eye out with that
The Cellar: We like Tater Tots
The Cellar: Where running with sharp scissors is mandatory
The Cellar: Providing pink champagne on ice for the Hotel
The Cellar: we prefer to play with the box it came in
The Cellar: When you fight, somebody gets an owie- UG
The Cellar: You'll never leave...
The Cellar: You'll leave feet-first.
@ Sky: I like that one lol.
The Cellar: You'll leave feet-first, cock last.
fix'd
The Cellar: Where the Paper beats Scissors
@ Sky: I like that one lol.
The Cellar: Has great source material.
The Cellar: Has robust womanly antitotalitarianism- Dana C :)
The Cellar: A catalog of nasty -monster
The Cellar: If you wanted to join in last time around, but didn't, this is your chance now.
The Cellar: providing the sonic boom for your re-entry.
The Cellar: Where honesty is more important than decorum-U.T.
The Cellar: The Gold Medal winner
The Cellar: Hold that thought...
The Cellar: Don't touch the monkey...it logs you out
The Cellar: Don't touch
YOUR monkey...it logs you out
Fixed it for you ;)
Does it really work? I'm afraid to try it . . .
Touch your Monkey or log out? ;)
The Cellar: I'm a cellarbrity, get me out of here!
The Cellar: It's where we keep the roots.
The Cellar: A whole new dimension of family values
The Cellar: Packed with almost as many goofballs as South Carolina!
The Cellar: We don't put it all the way in.
The Cellar: Shake, Shake, Shake, Senora!
The Cellar: We date nutters
The Cellar: Call us at 911-666-2012
The Cellar: We're the nutters people date.
The Cellar: Where the unwritten rule's are grammatically correct
the cellar - it's the apple of my eye, not the apple in my lunch, coz that would be cannibalism.
The Cellar: Decent place, indecent people
The Cellar: Troll us once, shame on... shame on you, Troll us, you can't get trolled again.
The Cellar: We Killed a Hobo
The Cellar: The Cellar: The Cellar: The Cellar: Tacos.
the Cellar: Wide Va [COLOR="PaleTurquoise"]riety of personalities[/COLOR]
The Cellar: Making your ears burn.
The Cellar: A long squeaker with a prominent pitch-bend.
Sheldon: A long squeaker with a prominent pitch-bend.
fix'd.
The Cellar: TOMB OF THE UNKNOWN HOBO
The Cellar: Contemplating the evils and advantages of boiling potatoes since 1991.
The Cellar: Autoreply: We are currently out of our trees. Please post away, you probably won't notice the difference
The Cellar: We beat dead horses.
The Cellar: I disagree with you agreeing with me.
The Cellar: Bitten and never shy.
What are granny "pants" ? :eyebrow:
The Cellar: we Randomly capitalize words, For effect.
The Cellar: we Randomly capitalize words, For affect.
:p:
Heeheee...I like the Way you think, monnie.
(Is it OK to call you monnie?)
;)
UT has used like three of my old tagline submissions this month. I'm honored. Wish I felt creative so I could make more.
The Cellar: Yup, here's Hoffa.
The Cellar: Still Flooded From The "Storm Of '10"
The Cellar: Yipes. Just Yipes.
The Cellar: 37? In A Row?
The Cellar: Welcome to Arizona, Citizen. We must see your papers.
The Cellar: It's a GOOD life.
The Cellar: We will wish you into the cornfield.
The Cellar: You're not the boss of me.
The Cellar: Stock recently went public. Get your shares now!
The Cellar: Here are some rainbows and lollipops. I hope you like them (bows head down, hands praying, and shuffles out backwards)
The Cellar: Don't worry, we have some balls growing in that terrarium over there.
Ha!
The Cellar: not facebook.
The Cellar: we were Edvard Munch's muse
The Cellar: we were Edvard Munch's muse
The Cellar: and Munchausen. Really, anything Munchie.
The Cellar: Edvard Munch, Munchausen, rug-munchers, whatever
:)
The Cellar: resembling life several yards to the side of a soccer field
Credit SN
The Cellar: When does the exciting in its primitive splendor snake dance begin?
The Cellar: Like caressing a stranger's nifkin
The Cellar: Contains the naked truth (NSFW)
The Cellar: Put A Shirt On, Onslow.
The Cellar: Mind Our Hand-Painted Periwinkles.
The Cellar: Mind The Wallpaper.
The Cellar: Please Take Off Your Shoes.
The Cellar: This Is NOT The Chinese Take-Away.
The Cellar: For people with Inhibition Defecit Disorder
The Cellar: We do it all for the Glory of Love
The Cellar: Passive-aggressive is the new COCK.
(It's a joke, I'm not being PA, I swear) :D
The Cellar - There are No BIOTICS in our beef
The Cellar - There are No BIOTICS in our beef
That made me chuckle.
The Cellar - When you're down here with us, you'll float too!
(The Cellar - They ALL float down here.)
The Cellar: We believe you have our stapler....
The Cellar: Black Betty had a child, Bam-a-lam, and damn thing decorated our rumpus room.
The Cellar: Any particular reason why you're farting around here?
The Cellar: Jesus wept.
The Cellar: Our juvenile delinquent sold your honor student the answers.
The Cellar: Uh, we found your monkey ..and he wants to be spanked
The Cellar: Perpetually 4:20.
The Cellar: never mind monkeys and typewriters, think octopIpads
The Cellar: Feel free to be yourself, just make sure you do it our way!
The Cellar: Weekly Sale - buy one social misfit, get one free
The Cellar: This sentence is a lie.
Was reminded of this by the thread with a similar name. It's an old Sufi phrase, in one sense their twist on the idea that the cover of a book doesn't necessarily reflect its contents:
the value of the dwelling is in the dweller.
Was reminded of this by the thread with a similar name. It's an old Sufi phrase, in one sense their twist on the idea that the cover of a book doesn't necessarily reflect its contents:
the value of the dwelling is in the dweller.
Does that mean the value of the cellar is in the whine?
The Cellar: Here's the music room, off of that is the dining room, over there is the kitchen. You might want to stay out, it gets pretty hot.
Current Cellar tagline:
The Cellar: Part of the Early Derecho Warning System Network
Derecho. Is that a Mexican dish? The one with the cheese, the tortilla, the stuff, and the thing?
Does that mean the value of the cellar is in the whine?
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!
THe Cellar: Ketchup for your internet consumption
The Cellar: Where Grammer Nazis fear to go
The Cellar: Thread drift is like tubing on white water rapids.
Quote from a tubing site ----Put your butt in one of our tubes and let the river decide your pace! Float the water in an inner tube… the most personal contact you can have with the river.
The Cellar:Put your butt in one of our threads and let the drift decide your pace! … the most personal contact you can have with us.
The Cellar: Your premier source for pre-owned humor
The Cellar: When does the exciting in its primitive splendor snake dance begin?
That's a beaut!
No, it's a mound.
The Cellar: resembling life several yards to the side of a soccer field
Credit SN
???
The Cellar: Where Grammer Nazis fear to go
Where grammar Nazis fear to thread.
The Cellar: We has your grammar and shes' liking it
The Cellar: ALL THESE FORUMS ARE YOURS EXCEPT IOTD. ATTEMPT NO OPENING POSTS THERE
The Cellar: SCORE! (20 years)
Happy 20th Anniversary to The Cellar.
The Cellar: Goes down like a cheap whore but sneaks up on you like a mugger.
Cheers, Cherry!
The Cellar: Hoping for a rescue before Christmas
The Cellar: We're Twunny & Punny, Get Used To It
Ohhhh, we're almost groan....
The Cellar: Finally out of our teen years.
The Cellar: One more year, and we can buy beer legally.
The Cellar: We outlived a progeria kid
The Cellar: Twenty years of putting up with your shit
The Cellar: We remember when "The Simpsons" was funny
The Cellar: you cannot divorce us
The Cellar: Your aboveboard virtual underground
The Cellar: I read the thread. It's still a yawner.
The Cellar: Home of the Chutney Ferrets
That's a beaut!
No, it's a mound.
Corn! Now we can make whiskey.
The Cellar: Draining your willpower with a fatal attraction
The Cellar: Cooking your goose
Corn! Now we can make whiskey.
We been waiting hundreds of years for this.
Silly monkey ... Home Base is for kids!
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The Cellar: We don't care if you're not Jewish, shut up and play with your dreidel.
The Cellar: Where Santa comes to find out who's been *really* naughty.
The Cellar: Wanna unwrap our Christmas "package"?
The Cellar: Bustin' up public Nativity displays for over twenty years.
The Cellar: Based on the Island of Misfit Toys
The Cellar: We saw three ships come sailing in...from China.
The Cellar: To the 10% of Americans who are unemployed, fruitcake is starting to look pretty damn good.
The Cellar: Deck the halls with boughs of holly, fa-la-la-la-la-la-ffffffuuuuhhhh....
The Cellar: type
www.cellar.org in your browser if you have fingers
The Cellar: Where you'll end up if you don't do your homework
The Cellar: We turn other forums' recruiters into defectors
The Cellar: A virtual blizzard complete with disappointment
The Cellar: Pink is the new Black and Home Base is the new Nothingland
The Cellar: Your words will be associated ... resistance is futile
:lol: I like that one. Although, frankly I'd go for anything to get rid of the current one
It seems the tagline gods have kinda, sorta, maybe been listening to you; because, they've used [post=310827]this vintage submission[/post].
[COLOR="Silver"]Though they may just be testing my memory by seeing if I'll respond to it.[/COLOR]
The Cellar: You don't have to HAVE a member to BE a member
The Cellar: Do not bore (or drill) the monkey
The Cellar: People, and monkeys, come and go so quickly around here.
Come on our tree-house has a tire swing
The Cellar: if uncontacted indigenous hobos kill your bully, daddy will buy you a new one.
The Cellar: Enforcing the "that don't fly" zone
The Cellar: one big dysfunctional family.
The Cellar: We came here and all we got was this lousy tag line
The Cellar: We came, we saw, we bitched, we moaned
The Cellar: Currently the only US importer of Japanese glow-in-the-dark stickers
The Cellar: The choice of the new generation
The Cellar: Rule One: You Don't Talk About The Cellar. Rule Two: YOU DON'T TALK ABOUT THE CELLAR!
The Cellar: Your mother called. You're adopted.
The Cellar: We're all anonymous here
The Cellar: Some days are WTF days.
The Cellar: This is just a tribute to 'the best tag line in the world'
The Cellar: In good times and in bad, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until intolerable irritation us do part.
The Cellar: The in site to incite insight
Ooh, I like that one monster! I'm a sucker for a good set of homophones.
I'm a sucker for a good set of homophones.
That just sounds so pervy......
I was going to ask their names
The Cellar: Easy come, easy go, just so long as they're easy.
The Cellar: Not so squeazy!
The Cellar: Easy Peasy Japanesy
The Cellar: fuzzy but not wuzzy
The Cellar: monkeys and monsters and beards oh my!
The Celar: Killing hobos since 1879
The Cellar: We are very upset. If you come to the Cellar we will not help you.
That thar's right full of win
Yep. Job's a good'un Infi.
The Cellar: Contents under pressure.
The Cellar: Do not distrub Mr. Undertoad.
The Cellar: All these forums would be Home Base if they could
The Cellar: Free cookie cleaning on every log out.
The Cellar: By Royal disAppointment
(For Sundae)
The Cellar: Thellar
The Cellar: Home of Cellar Team 6 - JSOC it to ME?
The Cellar: Tag line withheld 'cause you don't have a need to know
The Cellar: Cowboy diplomacy with spaghetti western flair :fsm:
The Cellar: House Rules. Please see index.
The Cellar: No mission statement, Our mission is our statement.
The Cellar: Full of lots and lots of words. Rational sentence contruction is on the first floor, please use the elevator
The Cellar: Anytime you can whine I can whine better, I can whine anytime better than you.
No you can't.
haahahahahhahahahaa
The following errors occurred with your submission
This post is a duplicate of a post that you have posted in the last five minutes.
How about this:
I'm gonna wash that post right outta my hair!
Yes I can, yes I can, YES I CAN.
The Cellar: Mr. Undertoad, the monkey is picking on me again.
(see, I told ya) :p:
the monkey is picking on me again.[/B]
flea!
Mr. Undertoad, monster's posting in the [thread=25159]wrong thread[/thread].
FLEE! :bolt:
inspired by sexobon's post:
http://www.cellar.org/showpost.php?p=733914&postcount=300
The Cellar: We're all out of Olive branches. Here, have a Klondike bar.
The Cellar: [post=734097]Step right up and see the one post wonders of the world[/post]
The Cellar: Hoping air traffic controllers don't fall asleep this Saturday
The Cellar: Gullible? You say we're gullible? OK, we believe you.
[COLOR="White"]kkk, emma, batshit crazy pam, pfft...puh-leeeeeez[/COLOR]
The Cellar: Chock full of sub experts
The cellar: has a hazelnut in every bite.
The Cellar: :flower:... it loves me, it loves me not, ...IT LOVES ME!
The cellar: has a hazelnut in every bite.
Topic!
The Cellar: Obsessed with John Edwards since 2006.
;)
The Cellar: Doesn't miss you when you're gone
The Cellar: I missed you when you were gone.
The cellar: An open manhole in the middle of the information superhighway
The Cellar: Where posters never change.
The Cellar: Old Dwellars never die, they just lurk all day.
The Cellar: Old Dwellars never die, they just lurk all day.
:thumb:
The Cellar: I missed you when you were gone.
The Cellar: We missed you - but our aim is improving
The Cellar: Hark! Hark! The Shark
The Cellar: Oh, I'm sorry, I was just trying to find the lighswitch
The Cellar: We missed you - but our aim is improving
The Cellar: Our aim is to keep our bathrooms clean. Your aim would help.
Welcome to our Cellar: notice there is no 'pee' in it. Please help us keep it that way.
The Cellar: We're not sorry if we detained you
The Cellar: We are not sure if that is our weiner
The Cellar: Old Dwellars never die, they just lurk all day.
cite!
;)
The Cellar: Join The Cellar Foreign Legion and see the World Wide Web
The Cellar: Lewd photos not required for transparency
The Cellar: We can only go up from here
The Cellar: We may say no, but what we really mean is.....well......no.
The Cellar: your tagline could be here, call 1-800-cellar1
The Cellar: It's a complete circle lurk.
The Cellar: WTF NSFW /= dodgy porn
That should attract a few "visitors" to the site.....
The Cellar: Even though we can't stand intolerant people we'll put up with you.
The Cellar: Your mom warned you about us.
The Cellar: don't worry about the dead hobos; they don't worry about you.
The Cellar: Over 100,000 aliens served.:alien2:
The Cellar: like piscine into the wind
The Cellar: Horse Sitters Wanted
The Cellar: Shovel-ready Horse Sitters
The Cellar: A guilty pleasure in 49 states, an innocent mistake in Florida
We need to address this 'Cellar ambivalence' issue.
Hence:
The Cellar: Now with 20 percent more gratuitous nudity.:ggw:
It works better with the smiley.
The Cellar: We get that you don't get that we get it.
The Cellar: There is no dark side of the Cellar, really. Matter of fact, it's all dark.
Our dark side is chocolate - and creamy caramel.
The Cellar: We are the YUM.
The Cellar: One floor below the pit of despair.
The Cellar: Riot sale coming soon!
it's probably been done before.. but I'm not going to sort thru 126 pages before this one...
The Cellar: We can read the tRio cAt to a dyslexic mob.
The Cellar: Rioting without the physical effort
the cellar: Damn. We hate it when we sound crazy.
The Cellar: Quick! Griff's tool is on display
The Cellar: our angsty-wangsty spider went up our water spout.
The Cellar: It's tornado season, get the fuck in here!
The Cellar: We skipped capitalism, socialism, and communism going directly to toadtalitarianism
The Cellar: Quick! Griff's tool is on display
What? Hey!
The Cellar: Have you choked yer smurf today?
The Cellar: What is the Image du Jour? The Image of the Day, you say? Mmmmm, that sounds good. I'll have that.
The Cellar: Now in its third iteration of the seven year itch
The Cellar: Contact our agent for a FREE quote [post=752165]
[/post]
The Cellar: As powerful as an East Coast earthquake.
The Cellar - Home of the world's largest boobs.....but not the kind you're looking for.
The Cellar: [SIZE="3"]EVACUATION IN PROGRESS [/SIZE][SIZE="1"](better open a bathroom window)[/SIZE]
If there are windows, is it truly a cellar?
For those who take their laptop into the bathroom instead of a newspaper.
I knew you'd want everything to come out alright.
The cellar: banging you like a screen door in a hurricane since 1991.
The Cellar: States of Emergency have been declared in the Philosophy and the Relationships forums.
If there are windows, is it truly a cellar?
No, but, The Basement just doesn't have the
cachet.
The Cellar: Representatives are standing by to shit on your snippets of happiness. Call NOW. No waiting!
The Cellar: as retro as an R2D2 hat
The Cellar: States of Emergency have been declared in the Philosophy and the Relationships forums.
Awesome!
The Cellar: If you can read this - you're too close!
The Cellar: Devo was right.
The Cellar: I can't remember when I've had so much fun - but that's Alzheimer's for ya.
The Cellar: Even Carl Hiaasen couldn't write it
The Cellar: EARTHQUAKES, FIRES, FLOODS, HURRICANES & TORNADOES - it's all just us trying to get your attention.
The Cellar: Our flame wars started the Texas Fires
The Cellar: No Dwellars were injured in the making of this tag line
The Cellar: Way more intellectual than other Fora
The Cellar: Waging no class warfare
The Cellar: NO Class Here to Wage War Over. ;)
The Cellar: we're late for our nap!
The Cellar: It's bigger on the inside than the outside; so, people may take a while to come out.
The Cellar: From marginal to hostile in a blink of an eye.
The Cellar: We'll cry you a river when you sing your sad song.
The Cellar: Visitor messages for all!!
The Cellar: More visitor messages than even those higher quality forums!
The Cellar: We Are Lesion!
IM, your're doing very well today :lol:
The Cellar: We'll [strike]prey on[/strike] pray for you.
The Cellar: We are not a support group. This is more of a high-wire act without a net group.
The Cellar: Yes, we do own the world's smallest violin, and we're not afraid to play it! :violin:
The Cellar: Come right in and see our Sister Act debut
The Cellar: the crazy you want.
The Cellar: Our Monkey Will Take Your Dog Out!
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Who let the monkeys out?
Our monkeyma ran off with your dogma
I like that last one Foots.
The Cellar: we'll expand your box.
The Cellar: Who can it be now? [COLOR="Silver"]Is it PP now?[/COLOR]
[SIZE=1][COLOR="White"]Who can it be knocking at my door?[/COLOR]
Is it PP posting in this thread?
[COLOR="White"]Go 'way, don't come 'round here no more[/COLOR]
Go 'way, you will not be read
[COLOR="White"]Can't you see that it's late at night?[/COLOR]
Can't you see that it's late at night?
[COLOR="White"]I'm very tired and I'm not feeling right[/COLOR]
You're very drunk and you're not spelling right
[COLOR="White"]All I wish is to be alone[/COLOR]
All I wish is to like this place
[COLOR="White"]Stay away, don't you invade my home[/COLOR]
Stay away, don't you invade Home Base
[COLOR="White"]Best off if you hang outside[/COLOR]
Best off if you lurk outside
[COLOR="White"]Don't come in, I'll only run and hide[/COLOR]
Don't come in, we'll ignore your jive
[COLOR="White"]Who can it be now?[/COLOR]
Is it PP now?
[COLOR="White"]Who can it be now?[/COLOR]
Is it PP now?
[COLOR="White"]Who can it be now?[/COLOR]
Is it PP now?
[COLOR="White"]Who can it be now?[/COLOR]
Is it PP now?
[COLOR="White"]Who can it be knocking at my door?[/COLOR]
Is it PP posting in this thread?
[COLOR="White"]Make no sound, tip-toe across the floor[/COLOR]
Make no reply, she's tetched in the head
[COLOR="White"]If he hears, he'll knock all day[/COLOR]
If she sees, she'll post all day
[COLOR="White"]I'll be trapped and here I'll have to stay[/COLOR]
We'll be trapped and here we'll have to stay
[COLOR="White"]I've done no harm, I keep to myself[/COLOR]
We've done no harm, we keep to ourselves
[COLOR="White"]There's nothing wrong with my state of mental health[/COLOR]
There's nothing wrong with our states of mental health
[COLOR="White"]I like it here with my childhood friend[/COLOR]
We like it here with our Cellar friends
[COLOR="White"]Here they come, those feelings again[/COLOR]
Here they come, those feelings again
[COLOR="White"]Who can it be now?[/COLOR]
Is it PP now?
[COLOR="White"]Who can it be now?[/COLOR]
Is it PP now?
[COLOR="White"]Who can it be now?[/COLOR]
Is it PP now?
[COLOR="White"]Who can it be now?[/COLOR]
Is it PP now?
[COLOR="White"]Is it the man come to take me away?[/COLOR]
Is it her sister come to take her away?
[COLOR="White"]Why do they follow me?[/COLOR]
Why do they not leave?
[COLOR="White"]It's not the future that I can see[/COLOR]
It's not the future that I can see
[COLOR="White"]It's just my fantasy[/COLOR]
It's just their duplicity
[COLOR="White"]Oh, who can it be now?[/COLOR]
Oh, is it PP now?
[COLOR="White"]Oh, yeah, who can it, who can it[/COLOR]
Oh yeah, is it, is it
[COLOR="White"]Oh, who can it be now?[/COLOR]
Oh, is it PP now?
[COLOR="White"]Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah[/COLOR]
Or, Jes...si...ca[/SIZE]
The Cellar: Now with 200% Less sPam!
The Cellar: All about me.
The Cellar: Our Monkey Will Take Your Dog Out!
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How simians got canines.
The Cellar: The Golden Rule is in effect - WE'RE GOLDEN AND WE RULE!
[B]The Cellar: Who can it be now?
Fantastic! I was working on an ABBA cover of "Drama Queen" but got side tracked. You blew mine away.
The Cellar: Wouldn't touch it with a ten foot ƒucking metal stick
The Cellar: If something on this page offends you...please bring it to our attention so we can all laugh at you.
The Cellar: Four word phrases usually followed by nonsense
http://cellar.org/showthread.php?t=26239The Cellar: Your Undo icon for seasonal blues
The Cellar: We're making a list and checking it twice, gonna find out who's naughty and ask them to post pics
The Cellar: Hark, the Herald Faux News Sings
The Cellar: The bell ringer you pass on the corner might have once been your banker, so dig deep.
The Cellar: Occupying your manger.
The Cellar: "Hey, it was some scuzzy bearded dude standing in my living room chanting 'Ho, ho, ho'... so I pepper sprayed him.
The Cellar: Pre-Christmas sales start at Midnight on January 1st!
The Cellar: New Year's Eve Countdown to 2012; 5 - 4 - 3 - 2 - 1 - HAPPY NEW Y....................
The Cellar: Your momma doesn't come round here. And if she did, then you'd better run boy!
The Cellar: Where you can sound off monthly on the rag time band
The Cellar: Atkins? South Beach? Weightwatchers? We have monkey recipes to suit.
WE KNOW WHAT cAPS lOCK IS, Jenny.
edit: wrong thread. :blush:
The Cellar: Atkins? South Beach? Weightwatchers? We have monkey recipes to suit.
The Cellar: Atkins? South Beach? Weightwatchers? We have monkey suits to recipe...
The Cellar: CAUTION - Tricky footing ahead
The Cellar: Groundhog Day for the internet
:D
The Cellar: Post applications to be our official community Valentine in the NSFW thread
The Cellar: Come in and line up for our reenactment of the St. Valentine's Day massacre
The Cellar: Goats and Sheep are the new Whales and Dolphins
The Cellar: Expertise in Everything
The Cellar: WE won't let you fall asleep in the bathtub
The Cellar: Our true sexuality? ... Indescribably Delicious!
The Cellar: Every year is a leap year
The Cellar: Leap Year? We prefer to Leap Frog and go Under Toads.......
The Cellar: Free Shipping and Handling
The Cellar: Free Skipping and Candling - Jack B. Nimble
The Cellar: The absolutist bestist at superlatives.
The Cellar: A priest, a rabbi, and a minister walked in here.......
The Cellar: The absolutist bestist at superlatives.
The winningest, even?
The Cellar: Even if you do have better things to do......
The winningest, even?
You've inspired me.
The Cellar: It's a win-win situation for us-us.
The Cellar: We STILL think that UG is UT's sock puppet
The Cellar: Putting the UT in SLUT since 1990
The Cellar: Teh intarwebs -we FTFY.
The Cellar: Used continuously prevents pregnancy without a prescription
The Cellar: You might be a stalker if ... you finished that thought on your own
The Cellar: Used continuously prevents pregnancy without a prescription
So full of win! This needs to be implemented immediately!
i saw that and grinned, mentally :D
The Cellar: where dumplings bounce, rolls spring and noodles rice
Thanks to im's
dim sum gameThe Cellar: Community watch (no battery required)
The Cellar: Community watch (no battery required)
The Cellar: Community watch, tightly wound
The Cellar: Community watch - Watchband of Brothers
The Cellar: Community watch - Does a fake Rolex count?
The Cellar: Community watch - It's not our fault if you leave your shades open
The Cellar: Standing our Ground all over the place
The Cellar: If we had sons, they would look like Rowan & Martin
The Cellar: If we had sons, they would look like Rowan & Martin
The Cellar: If we had daughters, they would still look like Rowan & Martin:D
The Cellar: Not a three beef patty kind of place
The Cellar: nobody gets cheese!
The Cellar: Hold the trolling, hold the whoring, s'urly s'tyles are so boring. We just want to be ignoring when that's your way.
The Cellar: Come on people now, smile on your brother, everybody get together, try to love one another right now ... but not you Henry.
What we have heah, is an ability to communicate.
The Cellar: Congratulations as the 1000,000th visitor to this site you have won a puppeh!
The Cellar: An international hotspot for perennial teenagers
The Cellar: No one said that.
The Cellar: Powered by an infinite irresponsibilty drive
The Cellar: Driven, but not driving.
The Cellar: Oh, how we've suffered. By we I mean me.
:handdramaticallydrapedacrossforeheadsmilie:
The Cellar: A Case For Mulder and Scully
The Cellar: Does not mean what you think it means
The Cellar: It ain't over till the infinite monkey flings
The Cellar: Join today and we'll waive the application fee and include 500 free posts!
The Cellar: It ain't over till the infinite monkey flings
Exactly. Then it is over. So quit trying, you just look pathetic. ;)
Not until they put your picture on the Cellar banner as "the" infinite monkey and not just a pretender to the typewriter. :p:
I'm the great pretender. :)
The Cellar: Does this meme make us look fat?
The Cellar: We only drink coffee made from coffee beans that have passed through the ass of a wolverine.
The Cellar: FUCK the squirrel in the tree.
Good to see you again Glinda. :)
Good to see you again Glinda. :)
Thanks, Big V. It's nice to be back in the bosom of my crazy-arsed friends (even those without bosoms). :D
Bosom. Bo-som.
[SIZE="4"]BOSOM.[/SIZE]
The more I say it, the weirder it sounds.
[FONT="Lucida Sans Unicode"][SIZE="4"]B-B-B-Booooosommmmmmmm! [/SIZE][/FONT][FONT="Lucida Sans Unicode"][SIZE="4"]B-B-B-Booooosommmmmmmm! [/SIZE][/FONT]
Careful, you'll motorboat yourself.*
[SIZE="1"]*Take pictures.[/SIZE]
Careful, you'll motorboat yourself.*
[SIZE="1"]*Take pictures.[/SIZE]
:lol:
The Cellar: We're here to be me.
and me!
Its all about me ya know. ;)
The Cellar:
... ONE COMMUNITY, UNDER·TOAD, INDIVISIBLE, WITH LIBERTY AND JUSTICE FOR ALL
(excerpt from a Cellar adaptation of the
Pledge of Allegiance)
So, like over in things you wish weren't invented, I said ...
The conflation of apparent usefulness and planned obsolescence
The Cellar: Olympic Flaming
The Cellar: We're too sexy for our lurkers
The Cellar: We're gonna help you save yourself even if it kills you
The Cellar: Allow us to introduce ourselves, we're people of wealth and taste
I think we can do better than that [COLOR="SlateGray"](à la Belinda Carlisle lyrics)[/COLOR].
The Cellar: We'll make heaven a place on earth
The Cellar: A Cosmopolitan Pickup Truck Forum
The Cellar: Warning: We have users with Severe Spam Allergy! Please do not create any posts that have had previous contact with Spam. We're all good with [strike]penis[/strike] peanuts.
The Cellar: Where threads are like farts
The Cellar: It's bottomless ... and sometimes topless!
The Cellar: Good golly miss molly!
the cellar: there can be only one!
Just to say I was struck by the tagline yesterday but forgot to mention it.
Our class topic this term is volcanoes, and guess what the teacher demonstrated outside to introduce the class to it? Yup, Mentos in Diet Coke - yesterday.
Synchronicity.
The Cellar: Ejumacational
.... To me, and to others who have commented here, it is not justified, it is simply a rejection of broadly accepted conventions of cellar etiquette, ...
a rejection of broadly accepted conventions of cellar etiquette
this should be permitted at all times imo
Are you suggesting anarchy? Chaos?
For fux sake. No, I'm saying that you don't get to claim that your idea of what "conventions of cellar etiquette" are, means anything at all.
Always THINK
Never GROUP-THINK
The Cellar: "Community", not "unity", guys
all together now~!
"Com-mu-ni-ty NOT u-ni-ty! Yeah!"
"Post unto others as you would have them post unto you."
I have no reason to be particularly proud of this, but I am.
Thats because you are good looking, smart, and great in bed.
Ok, now you go
I am not good looking.
but you are
get your ass over here sweetcheeks
"Post unto others as you would have them post unto you."
I have no reason to be particularly proud of this, but I am.
yeah. no.
no-one else wants honesty
The Cellar: It's stellar, An exemplar, Like a pillar, So familiar, Not dissimilar ... Y-F-T-P
The Cellar: Like Disney said to LucasArts - "We will make you our bitch"
The Cellar: F'unny U'sers C'an K'eep E'veryone R'eally S'toked
Just to say I was struck by the tagline yesterday but forgot to mention it.
Our class topic this term is volcanoes, and guess what the teacher demonstrated outside to introduce the class to it? Yup, Mentos in Diet Coke - yesterday.
Synchronicity.
The Cellar: We are the Mentos (TM) in your Diet Coke (TM).
The Cellar: Peace of mind; or, piece of mind ... it's up to you
The Cellar: Peace of mind; or, piece of mind ... it's up to you
The Cellar: Peace of mind; or, piece of min
e ... it's up to you
The Cellar: Piece of Mind or Piece of mime?
The Cellar: It'll be a blue Christmas without you
The Cellar: ROSE COLORED GLASSES NOT INCLUDED
The Cellar: We're dreaming of a white monotone, two-tone, multicolored, transcolored Christmas
The Cellar: We're happy today, when replies come our way, posting in a winter Nothingland
The Cellar: No Christmas stocking? No problem, we'll share our lump of coal with you
The Cellar: Been there. Done that. Bought the souvenir anatomically correct stuffed donkey.
The Cellar: It's the end of the world as we know it, and we don't care
The Cellar: 'Tis the season we're not sorry, fa la la la la, about your finger
The Cellar: Got no chimney, is ok, has dirty laundry chute
The Cellar: Where Satan parks HIS sleigh.......
The Cellar: United we stand; 'cause, baby it's cold outside
The Cellar: Our imaginary girlfriends live in Canada
The Cellar: Our imaginary girlfriends live in Canada
or Great Britian
The Cellar: It's not your father's basement
The cellar: 70% below average
The Cellar: pumping gumption
the Cellar: It is what it is, and what it is is the Cellar.
The Cellar: We know how to pronounce "United States"
The Cellar: No callers after 8pm
The Cellar: Your fake girlfriend posts here...
The Cellar: Your ex girlfriend stalks you here.
The Cellar: Our imaginary girlfriends live in Canada
or Great Britian
Or Australia
The Cellar:
Where Harass is two words.
you're right. It's nearly impossible to talk with my hands full in that situation.
you're right. It's nearly impossible to talk with my hands full in that situation.
"Hello. My name is Stefano. I am an Italian man."
The Cellar: Keeping Clams and Carrion
The Cellar: We'll be your valentine
The Cellar: You don't need HVAC certification to vent here
The Cellar: Where hobos fear to tread
[eta] actually, that one should never be used...without the corresponding meme history it just makes us look like thugs...
The Cellar: Do you have a licence for that fork?
The Cellar: where you and your dirty walking on the street paws are welcome
The Cellar: Where Hobo Ken finds his New Jersey
The Cellar: Purveyors of fine whine.
The cellar: Groundhog Day for the internet.
what?
The Cellar: Tag! You're it!
[COLOR="SlateGray"](now that's a tag line)[/COLOR]
The Cellar: Tag! You're it!
[COLOR=SlateGray](now that's a tag line)[/COLOR]
The Cellar: Guten Tag
(so's that) :D
here are a few more:
The Cellar: Inspected by No. 2
The Cellar: %50 Polyester
The Cellar: Machine Wash. Tumble Dry
The Cellar: May Cause Irritation
The Cellar: Chunky Monkey junkies
The Cellar: because there's something nasty in the woodshed
The Cellar:
Cold Comfort CSA
The Cellar: Cold Comfort Cube Farm
The Cellar: Cold Comfort Cube Farm Girls Gone Wild
The Cellar: Give us your whacko extremists, your maladjusted
The Cellar: We are, we are, the youth of the nation
The Cellar: YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO REMAIN SALIENT, ...
The Cellar: let us be your pope
The Cellar: Your sequester shelter
The Cellar: Let this be your last battlefield
The Cellar: We are the innocent, we are the damned
The Cellar: All the way to the knuckle
The Cellar: Keep out of reach of children
The Cellar: Welcome to The Cellar. Leave.
The Cellar:To Absent Friends
The Cellar: May Cause Irritation.
The Cellar: Use With Caution
The Cellar: All right, ramblers! Let's ramble.
The Cellar: In the shadow of the Wicker Man
The cellar: yeah, I'm against that.
-bri
Goddamnit
The Cellar: WARNING - NO RESTROOMS
the cellar: Where you can pawn your thoughts.
oooooohoooooh I got a tagline!!!! :D :D :D :D :D maybe my second ever!
The Cellar: An Easter Egg of new beginning today, tomorrow the yolk's on you
(Happy Easter and All Fools' Day.)
The Cellar: We've upped our standards...now up yours.
seen on an ink pen:
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as opposed to another kind of pen?
as opposed to another kind of pen?
Chicken pen?
Sheep pen?
Baby pen?
...and then there's Pen Pen, from
"Neon Genesis Evangelion".
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The Cellar: Much like George Jr's Brain
The Cellar: We've upped our standards...now up yours.
seen on an ink pen
The original quote was a campaign slogan from the Presidential candidacy of comic Pat Paulsen.
His other slogan: "If elected, I will win."
I remember that guy.
Makes me sleepy to look at him.
if you want to destroy my cellar
flame this thread as you walk away.......
ok i know it won't work as a tagline but the stupid song has been stuck in my head with this alteration......
The Cellar: We won't not understand you
The Cellar: It's not your fault
The Cellar: We don't blame you
The Cellar: Just tell us what happened
The Cellar: It's all right
The Cellar: Help us with this cask of Amontillado...
The Cellar: yoga for mental monkeys
The Cellar: The Misfits, The Runaways, The Damned
The Cellar: A tender spot for cripples, bastards and broken things
The Cellar: We welcome a conversation about our secret forums
The Cellar: Where you can be aces without being aced by the government
The Cellar: We got it ALL ... if you take away The C, E, R and read from right to left
The cellar: Where the whine ages disgracefully
The Cellar: Be cool, it's always cellar temperature here
The Cellar: We couldn't stand our ground so we got rid of it and this is what was left
The Cellar: Stand your ether
The Cellar: No Jacket Required. or pants....
the cellar: we don't torture here! honestly!
The Cellar: we're all cliterate here.
The Cellar: If we had it to do all over again, we would have included you from the start
The Cellar: We'll be true to you if you'll lie with us
The Cellar: More distinguished than the basement
The cellar: Where you can store your balls while you hide behind a monitor
The Cellar: Brain Cell Donors Available
The Cellar: Decidedly No True Bill
The Cellar: Soft, strong and very, very long
(one for the Brits!)
The Cellar: Speed Limit 90wpm
The Cellar: All new recipe, same great taste!
[eta] I'm on a roll:
The Cellar: better call Saul!
Oh! and:
The Cellar: Where the Werepandas Lurk
The Cellar: You'll like what we're Celling
The Cellar: Cellin' Ceeshells on the Ceeshore
The Cellar: Your density awaits.
The cellar: Help, help! We're being Oppressed!
The Cellar: WARNING: May be habit forming
The Cellar: Where there's a will there's a gif ;)
The Cellar: Where there's a will there's a gif ;)
so funny!
The Cellar: glutton free. No wait ... gluten free!
The Cellar: Warning! The Cellar has reached critical mass for know-it-alls. We are asking hundreds of know-it-alls to take a short furlough, or to pretend to know less than you pretend to know.
Your consideration in this matter is appreciated.
;)
infi, I think you'll find that you miscalculated the capacity of the cellar. You are probably deficient in vitamin iQ.
I'm deficient in everything, dahling. ;)
except that: what I am is what I am are you what you are, or what?
Too many or-whatlings in the mass.
The Cellar: Warning! The Cellar has reached critical mass for know-it-alls. ...
The Cellar: We have KIAs!
The Cellar: Recycling the Internet
The Cellar: That's one small OP for a dwellar, one giant thread for cellarites
The Cellar: Get details, that's the ticket!
The Cellar: the original Words With Friends.
The Cellar: We ain't afraid of no en essay
The Cellar: A Rollover Accident in the central reservation of the Information Superhighway
The cellar: The fluff in the belly button of the universe
The Cellar: Pass the turkey, hold the jive
The Cellar: living down to your expectations
The Cellar: Where the ghosts of Christmas past have a Social Group
The Cellar: Where the ghosts of Christmas past have a Social Group
Hmmm... Sounds like my kind of thing...
If you've got the anonymous password you can let yourself in the Group.
If you've got the anonymous password you can let yourself in the Group.
I asked about it, but never got it.
The Cellar: our demons are better than yours
The Cellar: the original neighborhood coffee shop, with no coffee and no shop but quite possibly a slut or two
[post=886763]Post 886763[/post]
The Cellar: 'Twas the night before Christmas when all through the house, not a user was stirring, not even anonymous. Images were posted in IOTD with care. In hopes that new lurkers soon would be there. Now administrator, now moderators, now dwellars and sockpuppets! In Home base, in Nothingland, in Philosophy and Politics! To the top of the forum! Last post by y'all! Now reply away! reply away! reply all!
Hahhahahaha. That's brilliant.
Ha! Jumpers for goal posts?
The Cellar: Hoping on New Year's Eve the ball drops without a loop of bowel.
The Cellar. May contain nuts.
The Cellar: contrary to the graffiti in the ladies toilets, this is not a park and ride establishment.
I've changed my mind.
The Cellar. Does contain nuts. Until they find the exits...
I've changed my mind.
The Cellar. (sic) Does contain nuts. Until they find the exits...
[bold mine]
I'll bet it's hard to digest nuts when your colon isn't working.
I've changed my mind.
The Cellar. Does contain nuts. Until they find the exits...
Some of us don't want to find the exits.
The Cellar: We're too sexy for New Year's resolutions
The Cellar: we have too much resolve for New Year sexiness.
The Cellar: More than just brain food.
I haven't contributed for a long time.
The Cellar: You have to be a bridge before Chris Christie can obstruct you, so we're good.
The Cellar: By the time we'd decided to blame Obama, it was passe'.
The Cellar: This Page Intentionally Left Blank
The Cellar: This Page Intentionally Left Blank
Oh, I really like. This one should definitely get a spin.
The Cellar: Scratch and sniff for clues.
The Cellar: We don't always post bollocks, but when we do, we prefer giant ice balls.
The Cellar: If you're crazy and you know it post just links, if you're crazy and you know it post just links, if you're crazy and you know it then your posts will really show it, if you're crazy and you know it post just links.
The Cellar: We play Cello
The Cellar.
You have to be mad to work here, but it still doesn't help
The Cellar, where Cellarbrities are all, and celebrities are fuck all.
The Cellar: you don't have to make sense to psi here, but it helps
The Cellar: where the banhammer is light and the inmates play with kittens
The Cellar: Prepping for the Virtual Olympics to take on the Russian Hacking Team
The Cellar: Life's mysteries revealed (NSFW)
The Cellar: ^^ This monkey is taking a dump.
The Cellar: We are Sochichi
The Cellar: Yammer til the hammer
Go on.... Till the hammer what..... Bans the spammer,? ... Bans the crazy militant Jesus guy? (that's slant rhyme)
Just Yammer till the Hammer. Talk till the Gavel. Filibuster.
why does it suddenly got to make sense, eh?
the cellar: Twerking is just another way we fling poo
The Cellar: We are fat, smart, and happy.
The Cellar, not the vendor.
The Cellar: Not just a hole under your house...
The Cellar: Now available in dark.
The Cellar: Happy Valentine's Day from the cellar of our hearts
The Cellar: tomorrow we feed the monkey to the giraffes
The Cellar: Proudly Avatar Free since 1990.
The Cellar: The teat of knowledge.
the cellar: there's no business like yo bidness
The Cellar: Tag! You're it!
The Cellar: Don't worry, be crappy
The cellar: No shrubbery required
The Cellar. Free advice, but sympathy costs and right here is where you start paying...
The Cellar: We're inevitable
sexobon, have you been watching The Fades?
No, I Wiki'd it after your comment though. What a coincidence! Almost as though it was destined ...
The Cellar: Mardy Galahs
The Cellar: Dwellar Vortex
The Cellar: Living life as if it's real
The Cellar: Out there, somewhere...
The Cellar: Unperturbed and unperfumed
Let it be know that I posted "Boom Shaka Laka Laka" before Harold Ramis's passing. Amongst other things, this is what Bill Murray chants when he brings his troops to order for review, in Stripes.
The Cellar: Your baggage has arrived safely
The cellar: Waiting for the Typewriter to Blink
The Cellar: NOW HAZING FREE (since yesterday, RIP newbie)
The Cellar: Home of PajamaCare
The Cellar: Collective noun for all the misfits, nutjobs and weirdos ever.
The Cellar: Have we got a monster of a tag line for you
The Cellar: Herein find the swizzle stick of life
The Cellar: No Cock Required
The Cellar: Do not stir clockwise.
The Cellar: We've got regular - Relationships, Philosophy, Politics... decaf - Entertainment, Technology, Creative Expression... and herbal - Nothingland, Meta... see our menu for more great selections
The Cellar: [FONT="Comic Sans MS"]In Sherry We Trust[/FONT]
the Cellar: We're not Sherry about ur finger
The Cellar: Where you can eat your cupcake and have it too. Isn't that right Cupcake?
The Cellar: Take our Quiz and find out if you are a Monkey or a Typewriter
The Cellar: Calling all the Zeroes
The Cellar: LIMITED TIME ONLY - Get a twofer on giving whatfer
The Cellar: Happy Dwellars Day
The Cellar: Straight to Video
Ha I like that one Monster.
The Cellar: Whatever upsets your boat
The Cellar: The World's Foremost Authority on the Various Gradations of Mean.
The Cellar: A DCMB* friendly community [*dog, cat, monkey, bunny]
The Cellar: Like, literally.
The Cellar: Freshly Showered.
The Cellar: Don't dwell on it, dwell in it
The Cellar: gives great facepalm
Cellar? I only just bought 'er!
the Cellar: Turn your head and cough
The Cellar: Where TMI meets WTF
The Cellar: Where TMI meets WTF
I like it.
The cellar: sounds really cunty
The cellar: it's a cunty site, but we love it
The cellar: now available in extra cunty
What, no: cunty is as cunty does
The Cellar: we're not cunty, we're just drawn that way.
;)
The Cellar: What we have here, is a cunty qwerty
the Cellar: Begins with C
The Cellar: Now with PCP! (Politically Correct Patrols)
The Cellar: We just want to cellarbrate another day of livin'
The Cellar: Our Booty Don't Need Explaining
The Cellar: Hasn't been blown up, sunk, or felled from the sky since 1990 ... oh but listen to us talk about our significant others
The Cellar:[COLOR=black][FONT="] Sic faciunt omnes.
[/FONT][/COLOR]The Cellar:[COLOR=black][FONT="][/FONT][/COLOR][COLOR=black][FONT="] Si hoc signum legere potes, operis boni in rebus Latinus alacribus et fructuosis potiri potes![/FONT][/COLOR]
The Cellar:[COLOR=black][FONT="] Te audire no possum. Musa sapientum fixa est in aure.[/FONT][/COLOR]
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[/FONT][/COLOR]The Cellar:[COLOR=black][FONT="] Si Hoc Legere Scis Nimium Eruditionis Habes[/FONT][/COLOR]
The Cellar:[COLOR=black][FONT="][/FONT][/COLOR][COLOR=black][FONT="] Non calor sed umor est qui nobis incommodat.[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=black][FONT="][/FONT][/COLOR]
Color me stupid, but I can't read any of that.
You can't read it because there are punctuation marks at the end of those and Cellar tag lines NEVER end with punctuation. Here, I've removed the end punctuation, see if you an read it now:
The Cellar: Everyone is doing it
The Cellar: If you can read this sign, you can get a good job in the fast-paced high-paying world of Latin
The Cellar: I can't hear you. I have a banana in my ear
The Cellar: If you can read this you are overeducated
The Cellar: It's not the heat it's the humidity
The Cellar: A community for all seasonings
The Cellar: That typewriter looks delicious
The Cellar: We're sorry you caught us fucking your sister. We're not sorry we fucked your sister, just that you caught us.
You can't read it because there are punctuation marks at the end of those and Cellar tag lines NEVER end with punctuation. Here, I've removed the end punctuation, see if you an read it now:
Ah, that explains it...
The Cellar: Punk! You ate Sean!
The Cellar: On a scale of 1 to 10, we're a Y
The Cellar: The monkey would like to present you with the Key to the Cellar (fourth one from the left just above the space bar)
The Cellar: You'll get more for your opinions here than on eBay
The cellar: Mind the gap.
The Cellar: A Strip Club with no Strippers.
mostly
The Cellar: Place your monitor on your lap and we'll give you a lap dance
The Cellar - "Hey, I can drive!" - Billy Martin
The Cellar - "What's this button do?" - Christ McAuliffe
The Cellar - "Gggahhhhhhhhh...." - Mama Cass
The Cellar - "Watch me to a barrel roll." - Thurmon Munson
The Cellar - "It's just a cold." - Freddie Mercury
The Cellar: NAVEL-GAZERS WANTED (apply within)
The Cellar: This IS our costume!
The Cellar: Contents may vary
The Cellar: [COLOR="Red"]Only 1 left![/COLOR]
[aside] ...(and 1 right) [/aside]
The Cellar: If you've got the time, we've got the jeer
The Cellar: More fun than a barrel of typewriters
The Cellar: GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE! Yeh, we talk turkey here
The Cellar: GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE!
:bj2::bj2::bj2:
:welcome:
The Cellar: Angels, wise men, and lots of sheep but no pregnant virgins....yet
The Cellar: I'm sure there is at least one pregnant virgin...some of us have done it ALL!
The Cellar: "A great place to spend time" - Gallifrey Daily Herald
The Cellar: Dear Santa; we don't have a chimney, just a sewer, kthxbye
The Cellar: It is what it is and our definition of what is, is depends
The Cellar: A thrift shop for the interwebs. With a little pawn.
The Cellar: We see you in our 2015 vision
The Cellar: Has no need for stinking badgers.
The Cellar: We'll take your badger and your pun
The Cellar: Don't give a monkey's
The Cellar: [post=918805]In the long run it's good for us[/post]
The Cellar: You dasn't shake it off
The Cellar: Filling in the blank spaces
What shall we use.... To fill... The empty... Spaces. When, we used to talk?
The Cellar: Deep, dark, and full of empty vessels
The Cellar: [SIZE="3"]⌄[/SIZE]wts[SIZE="3"]⌄[/SIZE]
the Cellaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar: Don't worry, the meathooks are just for show
The Cellar: Tyreese's Arm
The Cellar: Bob's Leg
The Cellar: Hershel's Foot
The Cellar: Phillip's Eye
The Cellar: A Warehouse of Extra Parts
the Cellar: We love you long time <3 We so horny }:D
The Cellar: [SIZE="3"]⌄[/SIZE]wts[SIZE="3"]⌄[/SIZE]
whs
wss
wts
wys
whc
wsc
wtc
ihaot
iors
whsim
isbwwhoss
wtf?
The Cellar: It's all about Home Base, 'bout Home Base, not Meta
The Cellar: It's all about Home Base, 'bout Home Base, not Meta
:lol:
You're so funny!
ygtbsm = You've Got To Be Shitting Me
The cellar: we're not broken nor bent; we just have our own angles
The Cellar: It's all good. It's all OK. Everything's copacetic
The Cellar: Dwellars must wash their hands before returning to work
The Cellar: They'll never find the body
The Cellar: It's done, but there's a lot of blood
The Cellar: Acid bath or meat grinder?
The Cellar: Use a hammer to smash the teeth
The Cellar: A blowtorch will burn off the fingerprints
The Cellar: odd sock research facility
The Cellar: We don't need no stinking autocorrrect
The Cellar: Report tagline
The Cellar: Discoverers of snark energy and snark matter
The Cellar: In like a lion, out like a spider monkey on acid
ooh ooh I feel special :D
The Cellar: Full o' fool fuel
The Cellar: Can you digr it? Yes, we can.
The Cellar: All about that basement
The Cellar: A Kleenex in the laundry of life
The Cellar: The in site to incite insight
wooohooo! I've sat and looked at the tag line for a couple of hours thinking, "Oh look the tag line was written by someone who plays with words like me" ......and then I decided to see who it was :lol:
(I posted it four years ago yesterday :lol:)
Hahahaha. I was particularly impressed with this one as well.
The Cellar: A tear in the fabric of cyberspace
The Cellar: [COLOR="Lime"][FONT="Arial Black"]+[/FONT] Follow this cellar[/COLOR]
The Cellar: Please hold, your post is important to us
I rarely admit this but... for some reason I just love that one
So mote it be.
[COLOR="LemonChiffon"]where the fuck did I ever pick up that one?[/COLOR]
The Cellar: ⠠⠉⠁⠝⠄⠞⠀⠞⠕⠥⠉⠓⠀⠞⠓⠊⠎
Give the man a bubble gum cigar! :D
[YOUTUBE]Q_pFf6G2qPI[/YOUTUBE]
The Cellar: It's half past a monkey's ass
The Cellar: Going Forward with Integrity
The Cellar Vote Wayle P. Nuss in 2016
The Cellar: We don't need no odd occasion
The Cellar: We're rooting for you
Everything here fell out of Undertoad's beardy pie-hole
The Cellar: You are being watched.
The Cellar: Where WTF meets TMI.
Oh I like that one, fargon.
The Cellar: under Toad Hall
The Cellar: Shrinkage may occur
The Cellar: Pay no attention to the Toad behind the curtain
Sexobon last year: "The Cellar: Where TMI meets WTF"
fargon right after: "I like it."
:D it got lodged in your brain! :D
It must MEAN SOMETHING.
:D
It means that it must be used.
And so it is! But sir I did stick with the original.
Some used stuff is still worth a lot, right, Mr Pawn Shop Expert Toad Sir?
The Cellar: Not yet rated by the NSA
The Cellar: Our search for candor will leave no stone unbummed
The Cellar: Not yet raided by the NSA
FIFY
The Cellar: Playing Tetris with Society's Misfits
The Cellar: because someone has to
The Cellar: Every tongue has a silver lining
The Cellar: Putting the it in community
The Cellar: Foolies and Posters and Long-winded Bastards and Gits that bump posts in the night...
The Cellar: We know what search terms you used to find us
The Cellar: Bigger and Stronger in places you wouldn't believe!
The Cellar: dark, cold and a little moist
The Cellar: We'll ask questions and answer ourselves just to impress you
The Cellar: Much too far out all our lives, and Not Thinking but Posting
The Cellar: making no bones about things. Unless they're bones.
The Cellar: Is the place to be. Virrrrrtual living is the life for me. Threads spreading out so far and free, keep social networks just give me that community
The Cellar: Oops, we did "it" again
The Cellar: Of Monkeys and Men
The Cellar: Zaxalyssthris for president 2016
The Cellar: What happens in The Cellar, stays in The ... Internet Archives FOREVER! Bwahahahaha
The Cellar: Which art on the interwebz, Registered be our usernames; Thy forums many, Thy bandwidth plenty, For opening posts as it is for replies; Give us this day our subscribed threads, And forgive us our thread drifts as we forgive those who drift threads against us; And lead us not into moderation, But deliver us from spammers; Ramen.
The Cellar: We hold these truths to be self evident, that all dwellars are created equal, that they are endowed by their Administrator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Sockpuppets, Clone Threads and the pursuit of Memes
The Cellar: where natural causes go to die
The Cellar: That cloud hanging over you ... we're in it!
The Cellar: User's Guide To Cherry-picking included
The Cellar: Cherry-picking.
Raise your right hand ... and stop scratching your ass with the other.
Do you swear to stand by that quote, that despicably manipulated quote, that cherry-pickin' quote, so help you FSM?
The Cellar: Marshmallows with everything
The Cellar: the internet version of that song stuck in your head
The Cellar: Where whiners come to mine bitchcoins
The Cellar: Danger! Damage Detection Device Damaged!
The Cellar: Every time we douse a flame, a lurker gets their username
Oh that's really rather good.
The Cellar: Every time a bell rings, a newb gets crucified.
Careful - in the current climate we could end up on a list.
Crucified is cool, it's beheaded that's a problem for the NSA. ;)
No they do crucifixion as well over in trrrrrrrst land.
They do burning too, but the NSA discards that as barbeque chatter, they have a hard enough time separating taking heads and giving/getting head. :p:
The NSA should download trrrrrrrstprisoners.exe ...
The Cellar: It's beginning to look a like dogmas, everywhere we go...
Cyll'r: vowels are so 2015
The Cellar: Providing so much transparency that we're NSFW
The Cellar: Where 2016 is the year of the typewriter
The Cellar: We're not Doctors but we play them on The Internet
The Cellar: we shant apologize.
does apologize mind? Is it a surprise or consensual shanting? :eek:
The Cellar: We love our Visitors! Free abuse today for anyone named... RANDY ...
The Cellar: A place to age and develop complexity
The Cellar: A place to age and complicate development
The Cellar: we shant apologize.
mic drop
The Cellar: NOT just another pretty IOTD
The Cellar: We'd like to build the lurkers a forum
[COLOR="White"]................[/COLOR]And furnish it with threads
[COLOR="White"]................[/COLOR]Create opening posts and witty clones
[COLOR="white"]................[/COLOR]And amusing sockpuppets
[COLOR="White"]................[/COLOR]We'd like to teach the lurkers to post
[COLOR="white"]................[/COLOR]In newbie dichotomy
[COLOR="white"]................[/COLOR]We'd like to spin them in our yarns
[COLOR="white"]................[/COLOR]And be their grammar Nazis
[COLOR="White"]................[/COLOR]We'd like to see the lurkers for once
[COLOR="white"]................[/COLOR]All posting helter-skelter
[COLOR="white"]................[/COLOR]And watch them drifting in the threads
[COLOR="white"]................[/COLOR]As users in the Cellar
[COLOR="white"]................[/COLOR]This is the tune we play
[COLOR="white"]................[/COLOR]When we want to say
[COLOR="white"]................[/COLOR]Come register today
[COLOR="white"]................[/COLOR]We're the real deal, The Cellar!
The Cellar: Possibly A Circus, Not Your Monkey.
The Cellar: OK...Which One of You Broke the Spacetime Continuum This Time?
The Cellar: I *told* you to change into fresh undies before we left the house.
The Cellar: Don't You Wish Your Breath Was This Minty Fresh Despite the Amount of Poo You Have to Eat Everyday?
The Cellar: Stop It. Stop Trying to be Clever. Stop It Immediately.
The Cellar: Feel the Bern...No, Really...Just Crotch Grab Him.
The Cellar: I Have Become Comfortably Numb...And Surprisingly Erect.
not a tagline, just happy to see you again, Elspode!
not a tagline, just happy to see you again, Elspode!
UT please use this one oh pleeeaaase.
How about ...
The Cellar: Is that a gun in your pocket; or, are you just happy to see Elspode
How about ...
The Cellar: Is that a gun in your pocket; or, are you just happy to see Elspode
:lol:
The Cellar: All for one, and one for the road
The Cellar: We'll be happy to question any answers you may have
The cellar: our circus, our monkeys ...but whose typewriter is this?
The Cellar: We're sorry, all our tag lines are busy right now, please try again later
The Cellar: You don't need a supreme court when you have us
Posted like a true Dwellar-American. :cool:
The Cellar: There's something in the water
Jeez...a guy goes away, comes back, goes away some more, ad infinitum, and almost gets ensconced as a tagline. Weird.
The Cellar: Don't go away and come back...you'll end up as a tagline.
The Cellar: considerably crazier than you
The Cellar: Our tag lines are preciously illogical
The Cellar: Can you digr it? Yes, we can
:D:D:D
with AWD* for Off Topic Posting (*Ape Willed Direction)
yeah, I know. poetic license mmmk?
The Cellar: Operating on an expired poetic license
The Cellar: The Origin of the Specious
Hahahahahahahahaha
hahahahahahahahaha
Seriously, that's brilliant.
Hahahahahahahahaha
hahahahahahahahaha
Seriously, that's brilliant.
^wss.
We need this tagline. now-ish. please?
[youtube]0ccKPSVQcFk[/youtube]
Geez, I love you peeps. :)
The Cellar: Non-dwellars are Easy
The cellar: Where the funk lives
The Cellar: This Week's Special ---- Rectitude (all you can stomach buffet)
The C*****: I don't even
fify
The Cellar: We interwebs good
The Cellar: Legends in humility
The Cellar: it's an interesting smell
The Cellar: Planting plantains pleasantly
The Cellar: For all your ^virtual taxidermy^ needs
The Cellar: We wear our sunglasses online
The Cellar: it's an interesting smell
I like this one!
It *is* interesting...
Dank you very much.
The Cellar: We're in it for the squeaky toys
The Cellar: Just hold it right there
The Cellar: Don't twist it!
The Cellar: Help me, I'm a prisoner in the tagline factory
The Cellar: We feel your French bread
The Cellar: we just made that up
The Cellar: Your politically correct dungeon
I hope Beest doesn't find out you two a carrying on in code. :haha:
The Cellar: You're grammatically incorrect dungeon :p:
The Cellar: Pets Welcome (except peeves)
The Cellar: Snuggle down here with us, among the root vegetables
The Cellar: We call dibs on the UK's place in the EU
The Cellar: Sponsored by Anonymous. The other Anonymous.
The Cellar : Back to the Cellar
(Sounds like the title of a 90's HipHop album)
The Cellar: dubya dubya dubya - NOT!
The Cellar: Lear Jet S.W.A.T team on a midnight run with the M16 and the Ingram gun
The Cellar: Where the pay is good and the risk is high
The Cellar: From Ovamboland to Nicaragua
The Cellar: These few young men, The few who dare, To battle in hell, Le Mercenaire!
The Cellar: Strength and muscle and jungle work
The Cellar: The keyboard is mightier than the gun. And easier too.
The Cellar: We Speak Gibberish
The Cellar: We are just a fragment of your imitation
The Cellar: Home of Sherlock the Manchild
The Cellar: It's time for the discussion, yes THAT discussion
The Cellar: super-high thread count, quality sheet
The Cellar: Why is the lizard climbing the door?
The Cellar: Don't complain, this is your wife now
The Cellar: Of Course You Don't Know What It Is, You Facebook Trolling Fuckwit
The Cellar: won't make you nearly as bitter as facebook does.
The Cellar: It's not just another pretty face••••
[COLOR="White"].
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The Cellar: it's ok to be weird and have fun
The Cellar: Resting place of the Missing Link
The Cellar: Your mom likes us... In that "special" way...
The cellar: you're so pathetic alone.
The cellar: we're so apathetic together.
The Cellar: This is the part where we
The cellar: If I'm here, I'm not looking at porn.
The Cellar: Where tic-tac-toe and Russian roulette form a question in IOTD
The cellar: If I'm here, I'm not looking at porn.
probably
The Cellar: Scratches the itch in your niche
The Cellar: Scratches the itch in your niche
[COLOR="LightBlue"](those don't rhyme in all varieties of English)[/COLOR]
The Cellar: Now in Easy-To-Open packages
The Cellar: Filling your niche with sheesh
The Cellar: A niche for your fish
The Cellar: A niche for each
The Cellar: Your local trash cache
The Cellar: Sashay with cachet
The Cellar: Taking a hatchet to your sachet cachet
The Cellar: I need to poop, BRB.
that last is a must......
I put all submissions into a single big file I have and then I just pull one out when I change the tag.
I rarely check who suggested one but today's was suggested by Griff. On 05-30-2007
So if your submission is not picked, just give it time
The Cellar: If you're gonna be a bitch, go hide in your niche
The Cellar: Filling your niche since 1990
The Cellar: Scratching that itch by thrilling your niche since 1990
The Cellar: Keep your niche on a leash
The Cellar: Your friendly neighborhood quiche niche
The Cellar: A niche for your baksheesh
The Cellar: A niche pastiche
The Cellar: Scratches the itch in your niche
[COLOR="LightBlue"](those don't rhyme in all varieties of English)[/COLOR]
The Cellar: We hate niches to pieces
The Cellar: Dish here's da niche, and dish here's da nephew
The Cellar: Clothes on inside out, hoping to win the tagline lottery
The Cellar: From the coast of gold
The Cellar: Across the seven seas
The Cellar: I'm travellin' on, far and wide
The Cellar: Now it seems, I'm just a stranger to myself
The Cellar: All the things I sometimes do, it isn't me but someone else
The Cellar: BILL STICKERS WILL BE PROSECUTED!
Damn. [strike]What did he do?[/strike] I mean, what is he charged with?
The Cellar: It's just a flush wound
Damn. [strike]What did he do?[/strike] I mean, what is he charged with?
.
The Cellar: Myriad myrmidons of myrmecophile myrtles and myrrh munching myriapods
The Cellar: What do you mean by Cellar?
The Cellar: What do you mean by The?
The Cellar: Are you just being mean?
The Cellar: Meaning?
The Cellar: Meaning being?
The Cellar: The meaning of lymph
The Cellar: The Unbearable Lymphness of Meaning
The cellar: where every thread eventually becomes word association.
The Cellar: Yo mama becomes word association.
The Cellar: You bastard, my shark association died 9/11
The Cellar: We are the Dwellars. Your words and memes will be associated. Resistance is futile.
The Cellar: Where no-one will adopt your orphan posts
The Cellar: Your posts are the little match girl of posts, that's why they are orphans.
The Cellar: Where nobody gets to have the last word
The cellar : the word of the day is Legs. Spread the word.
....I read "Lego" ....so I was thinking you were in a foul mood and wanted everyone to step on some.
The Cellar: Hitchin' posts are in the Relationships forum
The Cellaaaaaaarrrr: Where we'll talk like a pirate whenever we please
The Cellar: Bring out your dead -we've resurrected threads in worse condition
The Cellar: If your post had a password it would be password.
The Cellar: We're not sorry about ur password.
The Cellar: Your back seat driver on the road of life
The Cellar: Advice: Add Vice
The Cellar: Deep in the throes of conditional mitigation
The Cellar: Deep in the throes of conditional mitigation
it's ok, they have some new antibiotics that can help with that
The Cellar : Method acting in real live
The Cellar: There's a method to our madness.
The Cellar: Services for the "Be the last person to kill this thread" thread have been postponed again
The Cellar: Bigly Big League
The Cellar: A home for the roadkill of the information superhighway
The Cellar: Stars can grab us by the lolcat
The Cellar: We have a dream ... don't wake us up
The Cellar: By the time you notice the tagline, it's too late, you're already addicted
The Cellar: Not mushroom in here
[COLOR="Silver"](look under toadstool)[/COLOR]
I ain't getting anywhere near Toad's stool.:turd:
Or his tool.
:greenface
The Cellar: A moratorium on tag lines is in effect
The Cellar: I've Been Away for a Long Time...I've Been Bad...Spank Me?
The Cellar: Didn't You Used to be Somebody?
The Cellar: I coulda been a contender, I coulda been somebody. ;)
The Cellar: UNITED WE STAND ... we forgot the chairs
The Cellar: Stop me if you've read this one before....
The Cellar: Almost made it on the Top 10 list of where couples like to do it
The Cellar: Buy One, Get Multiple Free
Current contribution was suggested by spode over a decade ago. I kinda like that
The Cellar: We will display no tagline, before its time
Adapted from:
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The Cellar: Secret decoder ring available separately
The Cellar: Doin' the Sycophants Pants Dance
The Cellar: still digging
The Cellar: We'll let you use our security blanket
The Cellar; where old Elephants come to die.
The Cellar; where old Elephants come to die.
Speak for yourself, Sir!
The Cellar: This tagline speaks for itself
The Cellar: Picturing a picture within a picture, just picture it
The Cellar: We Own 2017. Day rentals available.
The Cellar: we changed the interweb's diapers
The Cellar: You can grab us by the Monkey....
The Cellar: Shock and Awwww, that's too bad
The Cellar: It wasn't us. We didn't do anything.
The Cellar: Orange is the New Flesh Tone
The Cellar: WTF is Busy Right Now. Would You Like to Speak to LOL?
The Cellar: Your Home Base for Easy Listening Music of The Trumpocalypse!
The Cellar: Not So Funny, All Those "Fallout Shelter" Signs NOW, Huh?
The Cellar: I *DID* Type here...I Mean, When You're Online, You Can Do Anything You Want...Grab 'Em By the Keyboard..."
The Cellar: Where the Shallow Go to Get Deep
Chain-tagging could be a sign of a serious condition. Best to ask your doctor about it.
The Cellar: Deep, Dank, Dangerous (we wish)
The Cellar: Live click bait and phishing tackle shop
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The Cellar: Live click bait and phishing tackle shop
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Bravo
The Cellar: Like a coffee shop, but with Capuchins not Cappuccino
As in shit flinging monkeys that hate when you fling back.
The Cellar: shit flinging monkeys that hate when you fling back.
The Cellar: celebrating the year of the Cock
The Cellar: celebrating the year of the Cock
Win
The Cellar: Groundhog Day for the Internet
:D
The Cellar: First to supersede the infinite monkey theorem with the infinite Trump theorem
only of you're talking Melania Trump who has already "reproduced the works of others" Nothing inarticulate or stupid enough has already been written for even an infinity of old fried-mozzarella-heads to reproduce.
what?
#sad
The Cellar: born this way. unborn that way.
The Cellar: go to hell if you don't like it
If you're happy and you know it, go to hell.
~Grumpycat
The Cellar: Mad as a March Hare. But we can't touch a Republican Combover.
what?
The Cellar: Uglitarian -we no longer post recipes for cute animals
Unless we're really hungry.
The Cellar: A watering hole with no water and no hole, that shimmers like the mirage of an oasis
The Cellar: Uglitarian -we no longer post recipes for cute animals
The Cellar - We've cooked everything already
The Cellar: You look tasty
The Cellar: reducing our carbon footprint by walking on our hands
The Cellar: Join us for the MILLION DWELLAR MARCH on April 1st
It's been moved up to Feb 30.
The Cellar: Your virtual fallout shelter from whatever goes viral
The Cellar: Protein at work
The Cellar: No Climate Change here
The Cellar: Just a tinier bit closer to Hell
The Cellar: The belly button of the internet
The Cellar: Bring us your tired jokes, you're pore grammar, your hideous masses yearning to be diagnosed by people who play doctors on the internet.
The Cellar: This'll mess with Flint's vanity search
The Cellar: We dare you to cross this tag line
The Cellar: Clarety Clarity
The Cellar: Spring Forward .....straight into the path of an oncoming train
The Cellar: We are the voices you hear and we are VERY real....
...the purpose of flint is cutting, slashing, stabbing, skinning, maiming, and butchering...
The Cellar: If you build it, we will come.
The Cellar: Boldly going where no meme has gone before
The Cellar: Never knowingly under coaled.
(One for the Brits).
The Cellar: Spring Forward .....straight into the path of an oncoming train
word
The Cellar: If you're looking for a good read, we've got links to some
The Cellar: Debating what the issue for debate should be
The Cellar: It's like a thing
The Cellar: Are we really going there?
The Cellar :Vignettes with Vino and Vindictiveness
The Cellar: undertoad is a crybaby hypocrite asshole
....
There but for the grace....
The Cellar: undertoad is a crybaby hypocrite asshole
But he's OUR crybaby hypocrite asshole, and don't you forget it.
The Cellar: Nerdy, Needy & Nudie
The Cellar: We'll let you touch our event horizon
The Cellar: Does it need saying
The Cellar: A place for storing all the fucks you don't give.
I don't give 'em, so I don't got 'em.
The Cellar: Delicately nuanced with gripping drama
Shouldn't that be griping drama? :haha:
That's not drama, that's comedy.
The Cellar: Screeeeeeech - thump ... ok, your turn
The Cellar: May leave a residue.
The Cellar: Fortified with APB, RIP, and WTF NSFW
The Cellar: Ringling Bros. closes; but, you can still run away and join us
The Cellar: We won't shove you aside, but we might squeeze you really hard
The Cellar: Literally Lit
The Cellar: New taglines are a waste of hardposting dwellars' words. No New Taglines!
The Cellar: Yes, we have no new taglines, we have no new taglines today
The Cellar: The tagline is dead, long live the tagline
The Cellar: Give us a new tagline; or, give us death
The Cellar: New tagline or bust
The Cellar: This tagline made of 100% recycled taglines
The Cellar: It takes two to tagline
The Cellar: Teh Cellar to our friends
The Cellar: Don't worry, we have an escape plaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.....
The Cellar: Not a good place in a tornado due to our magnetic personalities.....
The Cellar: We are your sunshine, your only sunshine. We'll make you happy, when daylight's amiss. You'll never know dear, how much we lurv you. Please don't leave us for a solar eclipse
The Cellar: No flooding here due to excess sandbagging
The Cellar: Please don't sign the walls, the roaches are allergic to ink
The Cellar: The bastard lovechild of Wikipedia and The Times' crossword.
The Cellar: Home to the Museum of Deleted Posts
The Cellar: This message is hidden because Flint is on your ignore list.
The Cellar: You caught the simian on a bad hair day
The Cellar: Hackers that stole our identities were so appalled they gave them back
The Cellar: You're cute when you sleep but your oral hygiene could be better
The Cellar: Waiting on a sludge pump from FEMA
The Cellar; Monkey C, Monkey DUI
The Cellar: Mind The Gap! But don't worry about Old Navy
The Cellar: Look for our *s'all good* seal of approval on qualified threads
The Cellar: Creative Procrastination through Taglines
The Cellar: Someone's scratching at the door; but, do they want out or in
The Cellar: Just being friendly
The Cellar: Lurky in Lurve
The Cellar: Are we there yet?
lhc Ccllar: Would whocvcr look lhcsc hori ̷̷ onlal lincs plcasc rclurn lhcm
The Cellar: We have new threads, resurrected old threads; or, perhaps we can show you something in a nice thread drift
lhc Ccllar: Would whocvcr look lhcsc hori ̷̷ onlal lincs plcasc rclurn lhcm
Bravo.
The Cellar: Calling Every Lunatic, Layabout And Radical
The Cellar: Give it to you we will, if wanted your opinion is.
The Cellar: So we have a few skeletons in our closet ... [SIZE="3"]BOO![/SIZE]
The Cellar: Second Amendment Types Have Ways of Dealing With Trump, Too.
The Cellar: We Were Facebook Before Facebook was MySpace.
The Cellar: Line up now for our Door-Busters
The Cellar: Higher thread counts make us softer and more durable
The Cellar: Your fallout shelter when having a falling-out
The Cellar: Join our Secret Nemesis Downfall Exchange....
The Cellar: Older than some veterans.
The Cellar: Where all your missing socks go to become sockpuppets
The Cellar: Share and repost or Ceiling Cat will own your soul
The Cellar: Last stop before Margaritaville
The Cellar: A Bunch of Unindicted Co-Conspirators
The Cellar: The gourmet chestnut ginger quinoa stuffing in the Sav-a-Ton Market practically-free hormone-crammed turkey of the internet
The Cellar: Pets must have a bonafide human to register
The Cellar: Awaiting the Birth of the Messy-Hair
The Cellar: A Bunch of Unindicted Co-Conspirators
:notworthy
The Cellar: Shrouds the manger that feeds the ego
The Cellar: .org. for orgasmic.
The Cellar: YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE COUTH
The Cellar: Wishing for presents with ribbon ... for the typewriter
The Cellar: YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE COUTH
Very funny!
The Cellar: Now with a larger medical vocabulary than the CDC
The Cellar: Banana Lady says "hi"
The Cellar: This Week's Special - Lump of Coal
The Cellar: We have 2018 and we're holding it hostage. Demands to follow, read every forum.
The Cellar: Brought to you by the Ghosts of Christmas Woulda, Coulda and Shoulda
The Cellar: Virtually drowning? We'll throw you a tagline
The Cellar: Global Warming..... of the soul
The Cellar: NEW FOR 2018 - The Food and Drink forum is now organic
The Cellar: NEW FOR 2018 - The Food and Drink forum is now organic
...
The Relationships forum is now orgasmic
The Cities and Travel forum is now Oregonic
The Politics forum is now organized
The Cellar: So busy we've outsourced the next big breakthrough for humanity
The Cellar: New home of the Red Ribbon Club. Bring a dollar.
The Cellar: We're more into New Year's Dissolutions
The Cellar: Tolerant of aggressively Asperger-ish shenanigans.
The Cellar: WARNING - A massive spam attack is imminent and this website may crash
The Cellar: False alarm, never mind
The Cellar: Shutdown? Shut Up!
The Cellar: We'll get to the bottom of this
The Cellar: 140 characters, some of whom post a lot.
The Cellar: Reverse-engineering trap doors
The Cellar: wondering how on earth we did that accidentally
The Cellar: We don't need no stinking Non-disclosure Agreement
The Cellar: Like a toll bridge over troubled waters
The Cellar: Salty
The Cellar: Like a toll bridge over troubled waters
I like both of those.
The Cellar: Like a high colonic for your brain
The Cellar: Translectual --born stupid but identifying as genius
The Cellar: We could just Not
The Cellar: We could just Not
... and say we did.
Sent by magick
The Cellar: Don't worry, the manacles are padded.
Don't worry the manatees are plaided.
The Cellar: Don't Worry, the monkeys are plastered.
The Cellar: We're sepia toned and proud of it
The Cellar: Where every day is Independence Day
The Cellar: No sports teams trapped inside, just noisy spectators
The cellar: Allergy warning -not Nut-free, Glutton-free, or Diary-free
Someone here is keeping a diary and writing notes about us! Why that's intolerably irritating! :mad2:
If it sells, I want a percentage. :yelgreedy
The Cellar: ^We're with stupid^
The Cellar: only six different people, we just keep forgetting our logins
The Cellar: Fording the river of dreams
The Cellar: A place to plant your tender seedling ideas..... and then watch as we experiment with "watering" them
The Cellar: A heatwave is not just for summer
The Cellar: Wipe, Flush, Wash, we're watching.
The Cellar: Your privacy is not remotely important to us
The Cellar:So Like Literally Random
The Cellar: We knew you were waiting
The Cellar: Do not use if you are allergic to The Cellar
The Cellar: Don't worry, it's only me....
The Cellar: We've decided you've been here long enough to be told the whole truth about us
[COLOR="SlateGray"](a cliffhanger)[/COLOR]
Hey, now...C'mon, man.
We swore we'd never talk about that.:unsure:
The Cellar: Welcome, accusations will fly; but, there'll be no investigations
The Cellar: A sanctuary for you turkeys all year round
The Cellar: Welcome, accusations will fly; but, there'll be no investigations
[SIZE="1"]Whew.[/SIZE]:o
The current tagline:
The Cellar: Pay us, put us on TV, and we'll tell you how we did it
Is that from something in particular? It keeps sparking a little flash of recognition in my brain, but I can't place it.
I thought it was an O.J. Simpson ref.
The Cellar: Facing a CONSTITUTIONAL CRISIS, hope the laxative works
The Cellar: Where Santa mines those lumps of coal
The Cellar: We'll stuff more than your stockin'
The Cellar: Uncovering your holiday decorating tips
The Cellar: Real, honest to goodness, down home, virtual people
The Cellar: Once you get the hang of hanging in there you'll be able to hang around while we hang out
The Cellar: Simple folk, people of the land, the common clay, you know, morons.
made me lawl so i put 'er right up there
A nice adaptation from Blazing Saddles.
[YOUTUBE]KHJbSvidohg[/YOUTUBE]
made me lawl so i put 'er right up there
My first!!!!
:jig:
Gonna be a good day after all, Tater.
nice one!
The Cellar: An online sing-a-long for the tone-deaf
The Cellar: State of The Cellar Address 2019 --- Pennsylvania!
The Cellar: CAUTION - Highly phlegmmable material
The Cellar: On the Valentine's Day 10 Most Wanted list, we're numbers 6 and 9
The Cellar: Friends without Social Skills
The Cellar: Tell Auntie Monkey all about it....
Auntie Em.
Who knew the 'Em' stood for Monkey?:jig:
[size=1]I thought it stood for E minor.[/size]
The Cellar: Go ahead, make our bandwidth
The Cellar: Anytime you post a quote we can post a quote better, we can post a quote anytime better than you
Or:
Any quote you can quote we can quote better, we can quote any quote better than you.
"quote you can quote" ...
… Any quote you can quote we can quote better, we can quote any quote better than you.
Or:
Any quote you can quote we can quote better, we can quote any quote better than you.
No, you can'tThe Cellar: Interested? We'll give you a quote
The Cellar: You can quote us on that.
The Cellar: not sorry about your [strike]dolphin[/strike] horse on a [strike]plane[/strike] truck [strike]on a treadmill[/strike] on 9/11
The Cellar: jet fuel can't melt [strike]steel beams[/strike] horse reins
The Cellar: But, whut about m'winda?
The Cellar: International... but mostly brought to you by the two countries currently fucking up world peace...
What?
oh, OK then
The Cellar: No bribes required for admission
The Cellar: Where you bribe us to get out, not in.
The Cellar: Where you bribe us to get out, not in.
Hotel Cellarfornia?
Hotel Cellarfornia?
Cellarfornication
The Cellar: I have no idea about the Freakn PUMPED.
Zippyt! When I saw your captured view it show the attraction very cool and peaceful environment. I have no idea about the Freakn PUMPED. Can you share How you spent time there and where are the most attractive parts?
The Cellar: Stay tuned for up-to-the-minute muse
The Cellar: Less predictable than April Weather..... but crazier
Who is this April Weather?
The Cuellar: No Collusion. Just maybe a little obstruction.
The Cellar: We're listening ....even when you don't have a tab open.
The Cellar: Your go-to community for bargain basement ideas
cellarhood (n.): the state of being a cellar.
The Cellar: Check out our whine selection [COLOR="DarkOrange"][SIZE="3"]★★★★★[/SIZE][/COLOR]
The Cellar: COMING SOON - LURKERS' FORUM!
The Cellar: The answer to the universal question: WTF?
13 years....
The Cellar: Patience, Young Tagliner
The Cellar: Looking for loopholes in all the wrong places
The Cellar: less meme, more mememe
The Cellar: BTW, we aren't wearing any underwear
The Cellar: Where everyone eventually finds common ground...unless their remains are launched into space
The Cellar: BEWARE OF BAD-ASS MONSTER
ETA: -
Better?
Wull that's not it... that describes an ass monster that is low in quality.
:lol: as I clicked on the thread i was thinking I might suggest something to refer to my own bad-assery. :D ('cause that's the sort of thing confident reclaiming-their-lives bad-ass monsters do)
Thanks :o
ermagerdz, I took so long to hit send on that post, you put it up! wow. I so bad ass. I was having a miserable day due to... you know.... depression and all that shit. life. assholes... The usual
I did the smiling thing. you guys rock. (yeah it did kind of hurt... ;) )
You'll be ok
Anyone who saw it might think it was just gas
Or that you're about to attack.
Either way, really.
The Cellar: That's one opening post for a dwellar, one continuing thread for posts in kind.
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The Cellar: Your septic tank for ideas, breaking them down and separating them naturally
The Cellar: Low humidity, low humility, and even lower standards ...welcome!
The Cellar: I'm a Cellarbrity, get me out of here!
The Cellar: This is it. This is all there is.
Dis the only signal flag I know:
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I may still have that eight track.
Somewhere.
The Cellar: Practicing Being Human
The Cellar: POIUYT in a world of QWERTY
The Cellar: Wishing on a satire
The Cellar: Just interesting enough to distract the monkey from its typewriter
The Cellar: Doing whatever common people do
The Cellar: Common, common, turn the radio on, it's Friday night and it won't be long
[SIZE="1"](timing is everything)[/SIZE]
The Cellar: Doing whatever common people do
The Cellar: Common, common, turn the radio on, it's Friday night and it won't be long
[SIZE="1"](timing is everything)[/SIZE]
You sir, are an enigma.
It's a play on words substituting "common" for "come-on" in the beginning lyrics of the song Cheap Thrills (something common people do) by the Australian singer Sia. Posted on a Friday night. You might remember having heard it from this:
[YOUTUBE]7cKL60bFIVQ[/YOUTUBE]
I got it :/ Do I get points or do I need counselling?
You sir, are an enigma.
This would be good tagline, though.
You sir, are an enema.
/childish moment
The Cellar: TW, arrest that woman
I was surprised at your musical breadth. I had to Ecosia those lyrics because they were fully outside my experience.
I've never been to Mohegan Sun. :haha:
The Cellar: A natural wonder untouched by artificial intelligence
The Cellar: A slight caress, upside the head
… the Australian singer Sia. ...
I had to Ecosia those lyrics ...
:eyebrow:
I not only haven't gone to Mohegan Sun, I'd not heard of Ecosia. :smack:
Google is pissing me off lately, when I start a search for something and they misunderstand what I'm searching for they used to give me a range of links covering variations. Now they take their misinterpretation and run with, give me nothing but links to where I can buy what they think I want. When I change the request to add more detail, even say no to what they were trying to sell me, I get the same goddamn results.
Plus, utube embedded starts right up but following a link to a utube video it takes as long as two minutes to start. The arrow goes round and round and suggests I restart my machine. Fuck that.
:eyebrow:
Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.
I not only haven't gone to Mohegan Sun, I'd not heard of Ecosia. :smack:
Google is pissing me off lately, when I start a search for something and they misunderstand what I'm searching for they used to give me a range of links covering variations. Now they take their misinterpretation and run with, give me nothing but links to where I can buy what they think I want. When I change the request to add more detail, even say no to what they were trying to sell me, I get the same goddamn results.
Plus, utube embedded starts right up but following a link to a utube video it takes as long as two minutes to start. The arrow goes round and round and suggests I restart my machine. Fuck that.
Free youtube seems to be getting less usable. I sat through a Trump plea last night and apparently Tulsi Gabbard wants me on the team as well.
The Cellar: is the place to be, online community is virtual life for me, forums spreadin' out so far and wide, keep social networks just give me that local vibe
The Cellar: We're not getting older, we're getting...lost in thought
Why did I come into this room?
The Cellar:We remember all the fashions and fads from the first time around.
The Cellar: Answers to FAQ updated daily
The Cellar: Run! The Monkey is on wheels, weaponized, and we can't remember who has the remote control
The Cellar: We don't consider anyone to be beneath us … unless they dig their own subcellar
The Cellar: Holiday Toa-[SIZE="5"][COLOR="Red"]o[/COLOR][/SIZE]-[SIZE=4][COLOR="Green"]o[/COLOR][/SIZE]-[SIZE="3"][COLOR="Red"]o[/COLOR][/SIZE]-[SIZE="3"][COLOR="Green"]o[/COLOR][/SIZE]-[SIZE="4"][COLOR="Red"]o[/COLOR][/SIZE]-[SIZE="5"][COLOR="Green"]o[/COLOR][/SIZE]-[SIZE="4"][COLOR="Red"]o[/COLOR][/SIZE]-[SIZE="3"][COLOR="Green"]o[/COLOR][/SIZE]-oad, holiday Toa-[SIZE="5"][COLOR="Red"]o[/COLOR][/SIZE]-[SIZE="4"][COLOR="Green"]o[/COLOR][/SIZE]-[SIZE="3"][COLOR="Red"]o[/COLOR][/SIZE]-[COLOR="Green"]o[/COLOR]-[SIZE="3"][COLOR="Red"]o[/COLOR][/SIZE]-oad
Can't do colored text but any Lindsey Buckingham gets my attention
The Cellar: With extra zippers for your pleasure
The Cellar: With extra zippers for your pleasure
Haggis!
Sent by magick
The Cellar: And now for something completely different
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the Cellar
Not a creature was stirring, not even a spammer;
Holiday greetings were posted in the forums with care,
In hopes that all dwellars soon would be there;
The lurkers were nestled with wishful posts in their heads,
While visions of registration danced in their heads;
And mods from their boards, the administrator in their wake,
Had just settled down for a long overdo break,
When down in Meta there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the Main to see what was the matter.
Away to a new tab which I opened in a flash,
Clicking on more links and feeling quite brash.
Black text on a background white as new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of holiday to words that did flow,
When, what to my wondering eyes was divined,
But a long winded post in 'Cellar tag lines',
With a little old wit, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be Big Dic.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he logged out that night,
HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!
The Cellar: Someone wished us a Happy Fake News Year
[post=1043928]The Cellar[/post]: We make life better... in a 'What doesn't kill you makes you stronger' kind of way
The Cellar: You can choose your family. Can we borrow your credit card?
The Cellar: We're turning thirty; so, trust us while you still can
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The Cellar: Whilst others go viral, we're more yeast infection meets herpes
The Cellar: Travelling at the speed of fright
The Cellar: We've no more dignity than a blue-assed baboon.
The Cellar: Thank you for visiting us here at the home
The Cellar: Has requested a commutation of this sentence
The Cellar: Covid 19 ready
The Cellar: we gave you up for Lent
The Cellar: Who was that masked monkey? Oh, that was The Cellar Simian with his trusty typewriter... Hi-Yo, Corona! Away!
I believe that the typewriter is a Royal.
Heey! Lookit our fargon, secret typewriter enthusiast. Respect.
Hanks posted from his quarantine in Australia and it turned out he had brought a Corona typewriter on his trip.
Maybe The Cellar typewriter self-identifies as a Corona and The Cellar Simian accepts it as that.
[SIZE="1"](grasping at straws)[/SIZE]
I believe that the typewriter is a Royal.
Was. it stepped back from public duties, moved to the cellar and put half of its relatives on its celeb death pool list.
The Cellar: Baby take off your coat, real slow. Baby take off your shoes, I'll help you take off your shoes. Baby, take off your dress, yes yes yes … You can leave your mask on
The Cellar: Touchless Posting Only
These are timely but sexo's is too long. I know he has heard that many times.
These are timely but sexo's is too long. I know he has heard that many times.
I post a lot of them here, just for entertainment, knowing they can't be a tagline. :)
The Cellar: We'll show you our stimulus package if you'll show us yours
The Cellar: Only 5 Newbs at a time, one in one out
The Cellar: Panic Posting is our specialty
The Cellar: Volunteer typist needed, website banner experience preferred
The Cellar: Avoiding being sent to Covidtry
The Cellar: Heed the experts talkin' so's everybody's washin' and we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive
The Cellar: Accepting new posts by appointment only
The Cellar: Operating a 1 in 1 out policy for your safety and comfort
The Cellar: We've moved on to COVID 20
The Cellar: Thank goodness it wasn't COVFEFE-19, we'd all become insufferable
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ETA: We need a good tagline for April 1st.
COVFEFEFEFEFEFEFEFEFEFEFEFEFEFEFEFEFEFEFE?
The Cellar: We're not violators, we're just walking the monkey
The Cellar : I'm not sure anybody even knows what it is.
The Cellar: It'll give you its mask when you peel it from its furry, dead face
The Cellar: It's just one Monkey chiming in with a typewriter
The Cellar: Got ^his^ stimulus package, it's peanuts
The Cellar: No, you can't use masking tape for that
The Cellar: This is the way we wash our hands, wash our hands, wash our hands
The Cellar: Your go to place for isolation consolation
The Cellar: We go the distance for you
The Cellar: [strike]XOXOXO[/strike]
The Cellar: Self Isolation and Social Distancing Specialists
(now fuck off)
The Cellar: Six feet apart; or, six feet under... it's up to you
If the States had been stocked with PPE like we're stocked with Cellar taglines, COVID-19 would be a sideshow.
The Cellar: Peaking right now
The Cellar: And you're all here. And we're not gonna leave here ever, ever again, because...
Because you can check out any time you want, but you can never leave.
Very good. It doesn't conjure images of Dorothy saying: ... because… oh auntie Em, there's no place like home; but, mental images of them stabbing it with their steely knives is nice too.
The Cellar: We can't remember the words to Happy Birthday
The Cellar: Is COVID short for Coed Video?
The Cellar: "Zoombombed !!!"
(one day tagline for our googly-eyed simian)
The Cellar: disOrder Online, we deliver.
The Cellar: Monkey has COVID!!! Do not Eat!!!
The Cellar: Please wipe down that typewriter before and after you post
The Cellar: Post with an Abundance of Caution
The Cellar: Our Stockpile!!!
The Cellar: Post with an Abundance of Caution
on reflection, I prefer:
The Cellar: Out of an Abundance of Caution
The Cellar: Nurse Simian will take good care of you
The Cellar: Nurse Simian will take good care of you
I always like a hint of ominous!
eta ...and I see it's up there as I refreshed!
The Cellar: We're essential!
The Cellar: Ain't no TP here, Monkey is using Shakespeare manuscripts
The Cellar: You're too close
The Cellar: Right back achoo
The Cellar: six feet or six feet under
The Cellar: Six feet apart; or, six feet under... it's up to you
The Cellar: six feet or six feet under
You flatterer, you. :blush:
I like your abbreviated version better.
Well that's it for my Presidential run, plagiarists will not be tolerated.
Offered at nobody in particular
"If wet markets are where moist fresh meat is offered for sale, your mom should be banned"
Hmmm, I'm initially torn on that one:
It's a nice play on the suspected origin of our troubles.
OTOH, in tough times, some may turn to the world's oldest profession to make ends meet... especially desperate single parents.
I suppose that if they can afford to go online and peruse the Cellar, they're not hurting too much. Go with it.
Offered at nobody in particular
"If wet markets are where moist fresh meat is offered for sale, your mom should be banned"
Boom!
The Cellar: We ordered a sewing machine, not a typewriter!
The Cellar: Stand in the place where you live and don't come around here no more
The Cellar: Has a skunk weed agenda.
The Cellar: Has a skunk weed agenda.
I don't know about the rest of you. But I do.
The Cellar: We said Masking Tape, not Mask 'n' Type!
The Cellar: Does this mask make my ears look big?
The Cellar: Did someone just tell the Monkey the typewriter was non-essential?
The Cellar: Uh-oh, we're out of correction ribbon
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The Cellar: Uh-oh, we're out of correction ribbon
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That's because Monkey used for TP
The Cellar: We have anecdotal evidence that bacon consumption inhibits coronavirus disease
The Cellar: Please keep at least two thirds of a whale penis away
:::I love how we're getting new taglines almost daily:::
The Cellar: That does it, the gloves are coming off... oh wait
The Cellar: Who was that Masked Capuchin?
The Cellar: Will trade TP for some fava beans and a nice chianti
The Cellar: Back from the brink of brinkmanship
The Cellar: Wastin' away again in Coronaville, searchin' for our lost tin of butter beans
The Cellar: For when life becomes your Guantánamo
The Cellar: Free Psychokinetic Haircuts
The Cellar: We ignore it, it goes away
The Cellar: Eyes on The Prize
The Cellar: Our contact can get us haircuts done by its pet groomer
The Cellar: Monkey will exchange typewriter for 666 piece puzzle
The Cellar: We have no idea what we're talking about 'cause we put ourselves on Ignore
The Cellar: I......n......t......h......e...…
g......r......o......o......v......e
The Cellar: More like the smellar, am I right??
The Cellar: whence came a priest a rabbi and a mullah
Don't talk 'bout his mullah, man.
The Cellar: Free Analysis. Therapy is a different story
The Cellar: HELP! We're being abducted by Real Life!
The Cellar: It's the dog's bark... or something like that
The Cellar: Unsupervised?
The Cellar: Like the thrill of riding on a runaway train
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The Cellar: There's no sheet music on this stuff
The Cellar: Glory days, ours are passing you by
The Cellar: Under the Jurisdiction of the Ministry of Silly Posts
The Cellar: Your Facebook Antidote
The ______: Now in Witness Protection Program (the things we've seen)
I've seen some things, man. And some stuff.
~Some character from Family Guy
The Cellar: Your Facebook Antidote
QFT.
The Cellar: Pure as a white wedding
The Cellar: Best before 04-22-2020, 12:07 PM
The Cellar: Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive... Ah, ha, ha, ha, sexobon is sixty-five
Well, you can tell by the way I use my chalk
I'm a postin' man, no time to talk
Some posts long and some posts short, I'm still hangin' 'round
I'm not yet bored
And now it's alright, it's okay
And you may have me on ignore today
Don't even try to understand
Why there're no threads that I began
Whether I'm a-postin' or whether I'm a-lurkin'
I'm stayin' alive, stayin' alive
Feel the news breakin' and everybody shakin'
I'm stayin' alive, at sixty-five
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive
Ah, ha, ha, ha, sexobon is sixty-five
Tagline goin' nowhere, somebody help me
Somebody help me, yeah
Tagline goin' nowhere, somebody help me, yeah...
[SIZE="5"]I'm stayin' alive![/SIZE]
Tagline expires June 29th, 2021.
Could be sooner than that for all of us...
The Cellar: Curbside pick-up available, PM xoxoxoBruce for a good time
The Cellar: The words of the tagline are written on the subway walls and tenement halls
The Cellar: Like a Tesla among Robin Reliants
The Cellar: Put in your two cents and wait for change
The Cellar: Virtual Lives Matter; more or less, sockpuppets not so much
The Cellar: Please, Sir, we want some more
The Cellar: In the midnight hour she cried more, more, more
With a rebel yell she cried more, more, more
In the midnight hour babe more, more, more
With a rebel yell more, more, more
More, more, more
The Cellar: When you're in deep shit we'll throw you a tagline
The Cellar: Give us your mired, your demur, your huddled taglines yearning for a read
The Cellar: the final frontier, these are the taglines of hardposting dwellars, their continuing mission...
The Cellar: Fostering greater participation through applied taglineology
The Cellar: A new tagline a day keeps old worries away
The Cellar: Last whistle-stop on the way to New Tagline City
The Cellar: Redeem your points for new taglines
The Cellar: This space redirects to the "Cellar tag lines" thread in Cellar Meta
The Cellar: New taglines are the stuff that Cellar Dreamin's are made of
The Cellar: Support new taglines, practice tagline and release
The Cellar: Where the loss of net neutrality inhibits new taglines
The Cellar: Net neutrality? --I just met her!!
The Cellar: We built this tagline on rock and roll
The Cellar: We've got our minds set on new... taglines
The Cellar: Thank heaven for new taglines [/Chevalier]
The Cellar: New taglines are the meatloaf of life
The Cellar: We are liquid.
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Awww, UT changed the Cellar tagline for HQ's birthday. That was nice.
:celebrat:
The Cellar: Free Baby-Naming Service
:)
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The Cellar: Like bunny slippers for your brain hemispheres
The Cellar: Seeking infinite monkey term limits
The Cellar: Be proud boy?
Stand up and stand out.
so easily avoided if you remember to zip up
The Cellar: an idea just burned down the federal building
The Cellar: Did someone tear-gas the monkey?
The Cellar: in 30 years has the tagline ever been political?
The cellar: sometimes our humor misses the mark, sorry Mark
The Cellar: Trying to remember where we put our memorabilia
The Cellar: Trying to remember where we put our memorabilia
Je Me Souvenirs
I miss my quarterly jaunts to Canada.
Come to Michigan -you can see Canada from our porches. But please don't bring any more 'rona.
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