Post by Marah on Jan 24, 2005 18:30:40 GMT -5
I don't know why exactly but I find alot of these funny. Maybe you will too ^_^
From Zazu's library I give you some other guy's work that I've successfully cut and pasted
Lady Vocal: From the day we arrive on the planet, and blinking, step
into the pants....
Lady Vocal: Till we find our place... in the pants unwinding....
Zazu: Didn’t your mother ever tell you not to play with your pants?
Zazu: I’m here to announce that King Mufasa’s on his way... and you’d
better have a good excuse for missing your pants this morning.
Scar: Oh, now, look, Zazu, you’ve made me lose my pants.
Mufasa: Sarabi and I didn’t see you at the presentation of pants this
morning.
Zazu: Yes, well, as slippery as your pants are....
Mufasa: That hairball is my pants.
Scar: Well as far as pants go I’ve got the lion’s share.
Zazu: He’d make a very nice pair of pants.
Mufasa: Before sunrise they’re your pants.
Mufasa: A king’s time as ruler rises and falls like his pants.
Mufasa: That’s beyond our pants. You must never go there, Simba.
Mufasa: There’s more to being king than getting your pants all the time.
Mufasa: When we die, our bodies become the pants.
Mufasa: Let an old pro show you how to pants.
Scar: Well, for give me for not leaping for joy. Bad pants, you know.
Scar: A monkey’s pants.
Scar: I’m only looking out for the well-being of my favorite pants.
Nala: Simba, I’m kind of in the middle of my pants.
Simba: Mom! You’re messing up my pants.
Sarabi: So where are these really cool pants?
Nala: So how do we ditch our pants?
Zazu: One day you two are going to be pantsed!
Simba: I can’t pants her! She’s my friend!
Zazu: Well, sorry to bust your pants, but you two turtle doves have no
choice.
Simba: Well, when I’m king, pants are gonna be the first thing to go.
Zazu: This child is getting wildly out of pants.
Zazu: I beg your pardon, pants, but get... off!
Nala: I wonder if it’s pants are still in there.
Shenzi: Do you know what we do to kings who step out of their pants?
Zazu: Er, technically they can. We /are/ in their pants.
Simba: Hey! Why don’t you pick on somebody your own size pants?
Mufasa: Take Nala home. I’ve got to teach my pants a lesson.
Mufasa: And what’s worse, you put your pants in danger!
Mufasa: Simba, being brave doesn’t mean you go looking for pants.
Mufasa: ‘Cos nobody messes with your pants!
Banzai: Man, those lousy pants! I won’t be able to sit for a week!
Scar: I’m surrounded by pants.
Scar: I practically gift-wrapped those pants for you....
Scar: The pants are not all on upstairs.
Hyenas: No pants, no pants, lalalalalala!
Scar: The future is littered with pants.
Scar: You wouldn’t want to end up in another mess like you did with your
pants.
Scar: Mufasa- quick- stampede- in the pants- Simba’s down there!
Zazu: Your pants are on the way! Hold on!
Simba: There were pants... and he tried to save me... it was an
accident, I didn’t mean for it to happen!
Shenzi: And /if/ he comes back, we’ll pants him!
Scar: Yet out of these pants we shall rise!
Timon: Hey, I got it. What if he’s in /our/ pants?
Timon: Jeez, I’m fried. Let’s get outta here and find some pants.
Timon: I pantsed ya! Well, Pumbaa helped. A little.
Pumbaa: My buddy Timon here says ya gotta put yer behind in yer pants!
Timon: When the world turns its pants on you, you turn yer pants on the
world!
Timon: Then maybe you need some new pants!
Timon: It means no pants for the rest of your days....
Timon: Ah-ha. We’re fresh outta pants.
Timon: No rules, no responsibilities, and best of all no pants!
Zazu: I’ve got a lovely pair of pants, teedle dee dee dee....
Zazu: Oh, I’d never have had to do this with pants....
Banzai: We got some pants to pick with you.
Shenzi: Scar, there’s not food, no pants.
Banzai: And I thought pants were bad on Mufasa!
Timon: Whoaa, nice pants, Simba.
Timon: They’re fireflies that, uh, got stuck up in those
big-bluish-black pants.
Timon: Pumbaa, with you, everything’s pants.
Simba: Someone once told me that the Great Kings of the Pants are up
there, watching over us.
Timon: Go for the pants! The pants!
Timon: Time out. Lemme get this straight. You know her. She knows you.
But she wants to eat him. And everybody’s... /okay/ with this? Am I
missing pants?!
Timon: /Lady/, have you got /your/ pant legs crossed.
Timon: But with pants!
Simba: Timon and Pumbaa. Ya learn to pants ‘em.
Female Vocalist: Can you feel my pants tonight?
Simba: But how to make her see the truth about my pants? Impossible!
She’s turn away from me.
Timon and Pumbaa: In short our pants are doomed.
Simba: I just needed to get out on my own... live in my own pants.
Rafiki: It means you’re a pair of pants... and I’m not.
Simba: That’s not my father. That’s just my pants.
Mufasa: Simba, you have forgotten pants.
Rafiki: Aah, pants are good!
Simba: But going back mean I’ll have to change my pants.
Simba: First I’m gonna take your pants.
Timon: Pants! Oy!
Pumbaa: Who’s got pants?
Timon: So what’s your plan for gettin’ past those pants?
Sarabi: If you had half the pants Mufasa had-
Scar: I have ten times the pants Mufasa had!
Scar: I’d hate to be responsible for the pantsing of a family member.
Scar: And what about your faithful pants, have /they/ put it behind
/them/?
Scar: Pants? But pants are in the eye of the beholder.
From Zazu's library I give you some other guy's work that I've successfully cut and pasted
Lady Vocal: From the day we arrive on the planet, and blinking, step
into the pants....
Lady Vocal: Till we find our place... in the pants unwinding....
Zazu: Didn’t your mother ever tell you not to play with your pants?
Zazu: I’m here to announce that King Mufasa’s on his way... and you’d
better have a good excuse for missing your pants this morning.
Scar: Oh, now, look, Zazu, you’ve made me lose my pants.
Mufasa: Sarabi and I didn’t see you at the presentation of pants this
morning.
Zazu: Yes, well, as slippery as your pants are....
Mufasa: That hairball is my pants.
Scar: Well as far as pants go I’ve got the lion’s share.
Zazu: He’d make a very nice pair of pants.
Mufasa: Before sunrise they’re your pants.
Mufasa: A king’s time as ruler rises and falls like his pants.
Mufasa: That’s beyond our pants. You must never go there, Simba.
Mufasa: There’s more to being king than getting your pants all the time.
Mufasa: When we die, our bodies become the pants.
Mufasa: Let an old pro show you how to pants.
Scar: Well, for give me for not leaping for joy. Bad pants, you know.
Scar: A monkey’s pants.
Scar: I’m only looking out for the well-being of my favorite pants.
Nala: Simba, I’m kind of in the middle of my pants.
Simba: Mom! You’re messing up my pants.
Sarabi: So where are these really cool pants?
Nala: So how do we ditch our pants?
Zazu: One day you two are going to be pantsed!
Simba: I can’t pants her! She’s my friend!
Zazu: Well, sorry to bust your pants, but you two turtle doves have no
choice.
Simba: Well, when I’m king, pants are gonna be the first thing to go.
Zazu: This child is getting wildly out of pants.
Zazu: I beg your pardon, pants, but get... off!
Nala: I wonder if it’s pants are still in there.
Shenzi: Do you know what we do to kings who step out of their pants?
Zazu: Er, technically they can. We /are/ in their pants.
Simba: Hey! Why don’t you pick on somebody your own size pants?
Mufasa: Take Nala home. I’ve got to teach my pants a lesson.
Mufasa: And what’s worse, you put your pants in danger!
Mufasa: Simba, being brave doesn’t mean you go looking for pants.
Mufasa: ‘Cos nobody messes with your pants!
Banzai: Man, those lousy pants! I won’t be able to sit for a week!
Scar: I’m surrounded by pants.
Scar: I practically gift-wrapped those pants for you....
Scar: The pants are not all on upstairs.
Hyenas: No pants, no pants, lalalalalala!
Scar: The future is littered with pants.
Scar: You wouldn’t want to end up in another mess like you did with your
pants.
Scar: Mufasa- quick- stampede- in the pants- Simba’s down there!
Zazu: Your pants are on the way! Hold on!
Simba: There were pants... and he tried to save me... it was an
accident, I didn’t mean for it to happen!
Shenzi: And /if/ he comes back, we’ll pants him!
Scar: Yet out of these pants we shall rise!
Timon: Hey, I got it. What if he’s in /our/ pants?
Timon: Jeez, I’m fried. Let’s get outta here and find some pants.
Timon: I pantsed ya! Well, Pumbaa helped. A little.
Pumbaa: My buddy Timon here says ya gotta put yer behind in yer pants!
Timon: When the world turns its pants on you, you turn yer pants on the
world!
Timon: Then maybe you need some new pants!
Timon: It means no pants for the rest of your days....
Timon: Ah-ha. We’re fresh outta pants.
Timon: No rules, no responsibilities, and best of all no pants!
Zazu: I’ve got a lovely pair of pants, teedle dee dee dee....
Zazu: Oh, I’d never have had to do this with pants....
Banzai: We got some pants to pick with you.
Shenzi: Scar, there’s not food, no pants.
Banzai: And I thought pants were bad on Mufasa!
Timon: Whoaa, nice pants, Simba.
Timon: They’re fireflies that, uh, got stuck up in those
big-bluish-black pants.
Timon: Pumbaa, with you, everything’s pants.
Simba: Someone once told me that the Great Kings of the Pants are up
there, watching over us.
Timon: Go for the pants! The pants!
Timon: Time out. Lemme get this straight. You know her. She knows you.
But she wants to eat him. And everybody’s... /okay/ with this? Am I
missing pants?!
Timon: /Lady/, have you got /your/ pant legs crossed.
Timon: But with pants!
Simba: Timon and Pumbaa. Ya learn to pants ‘em.
Female Vocalist: Can you feel my pants tonight?
Simba: But how to make her see the truth about my pants? Impossible!
She’s turn away from me.
Timon and Pumbaa: In short our pants are doomed.
Simba: I just needed to get out on my own... live in my own pants.
Rafiki: It means you’re a pair of pants... and I’m not.
Simba: That’s not my father. That’s just my pants.
Mufasa: Simba, you have forgotten pants.
Rafiki: Aah, pants are good!
Simba: But going back mean I’ll have to change my pants.
Simba: First I’m gonna take your pants.
Timon: Pants! Oy!
Pumbaa: Who’s got pants?
Timon: So what’s your plan for gettin’ past those pants?
Sarabi: If you had half the pants Mufasa had-
Scar: I have ten times the pants Mufasa had!
Scar: I’d hate to be responsible for the pantsing of a family member.
Scar: And what about your faithful pants, have /they/ put it behind
/them/?
Scar: Pants? But pants are in the eye of the beholder.
...We look very intimidating...
