I sent 200 Bothans to find out, but I haven't heard
anything yet. I fear the worst.
He's waiting for a smaller, scrappier Godot.
Look, if I didn’t have to wait for the FISA warrant,
we’d already know. Happy now?
He's been looking for Mr. Goodbar.
He’s at home waiting for the “Emily’s Reasons Why Not”
marathon. What? Only one episode? Really? In that case,
I got nothin’.
He's got to push that damned button every 108 minutes...
like he has time to visit!
Three words: No-Fly List.
I knew he should have taken the left turn at
Albuquerque!
Waiting for that great new Star Wars movie Lucas
promised him.
That damned Australian put iocaine powder in BOTH cups!
Godot forgot to pay his Rent in Chicago to The
Producers, who in turn owed money to Hamlet after they
spent all his cash on A Midsummer Night's Dream, which
turned out to be Much Ado about Nothing.
He just needs to kill one more Fen Dweller in the
Wetlands, and then he will /camp and be right over.
He's been busy reading Keith Baker's fantastic new
novel, The Shattered Land. Why don't you pick up a copy
today?
He went hunting with Dick Cheney.
He's still waiting for his pizza. Thirty minutes or
less? Yeah, right.
Refuses to shave with only 5 blades. Waiting for 9.
He's been driving around looking for another
all-you-can-eat shrimp place.
His assistant Pinky keeps derailing his plans.
Meet with marginally coherent bums, or meet with overly
coherent buddies and sling dice. Decisions, decisions.
All he's waiting for is the new X-Box. Is that too much
to ask?
Who's waiting for Godot? Me, I was waiting for GOUDA.
You know, the cheese.
Godot had confused Vladimir and Estragon with Validity
and Estrogen. His wife needed the good stuff.
Still forging in the smithy of his soul the uncreated
conscience of his race.
He's trying to get both his metaphors out of this bad
area.
Cows have still not come home.
He got Lucky.
Thin, tall, achingly beautiful, perky, acrobatic,
one-legged, Rubenesque, teeny, emaciated and stocky
women are singing all around him, but it's just not over
until...
Had to record audio commentaries for the Complete Benson
DVD collection. No, wait. That's what's keeping Robert
Guillaume. Nevermind. I don't know what I was
thinking.
Ennui
Nothing - but as long as no one checks his expiration
date, he'll just stay at the back of the fridge and
everyone will ignore him.
Didn't you hear about the new character on Lost?
He was "disappeared" to Gitmo Bay as a suspect.
Not Keeping ~ Eating!
I believe it's the Bore Worms.
He finally got the rocket launcher and +15 armor and
like hell he's going to stop playing Quake now!
Somehow accidentally ended up in a production of RENT.
Didn't survive.
Finding out how many licks it takes to get to the middle
of a Tootsie Pop.
He ran into Garcin, Inez, and
Estelle and decided to sit
down for a chat. He will be along shortly.
Finding out how many licks it takes to get to Middle
Earth.
Queuing up again to raid Lord Kazzak in Tainted Scar.
Last five attempts ruined by some guy named Leroy
Jenkins.
He failed a Will save on Trap the Soul and is now the
central stone on a ring on Erandis d'Vol's left hand.
Waiting for King Kong credits to end.
Decided that, frankly, his friends Estragon and Vladamir
just make no sense whatsoever. Met up with Harry and
Steve for a night of drinking instead.
The plans got misfiled into his Spam folder and he
forgot when he was supposed to arrive.
He's busy writing comics in Denmark.
Dudes, chill...the game , the game! The campaign is
almost over and he was THIS CLOSE to a nat 20 on the
Segenoue the mastermind behind it all...
Three words: Existential Bowel Movement.
Still working on that cure for the common cold.
He is looking for Weapons Of Mass Destruction in Iraq.
He will be over as soon as he has found them.
Hemherroids
Searching in vain for the President's brain.
Too much weed. He needed to take a side trip to Nick
Tahou's to get a Garbage Plate.
Just watch Transamerica. Do you know how long it takes a
lady to get ready these days?
Obviously, he ran out of gas
He works for the US Postal Service. Irregardless of
their claim of "Neither nor snow nor dark of night.."
they're always late, especially when the are carrying
your new order of Eberron books from Amazon.com.
Cant' ....
stop ....
playing ....
Gloom!
