In some episodes, there are a few comments that mystify us. I've listed them below. If anyone out there knows what any of them mean, please let me know and I'll credit you on the site.
Angels Revenge
Barry Knight’s first feature. [timecode 29:50]
Attack of the Eye Creatures
Bedspring World! The Landenot mattress factory.
Colossus and the Headhunters
This is the [something] that started Boyd Security.
The Giant Gila Monster
The Dell Fair program.
Enjoy this next upcoming event from Mark Weston.
Hercules
Good old Steve Butkus.
Kitten with a Whip
Ona!
And I thought the Tempworthly party was fun.
Laserblast
[Sung to the tune of “Jingle Bells.”] Closer shave, cleaner shave, cleaner all the way …
‘Scuse me. Are you my mother?
Hi. I’m Max Keller.
Hey, they got the name of your favorite band on the side of the car there.
Yeah, my first time with Belle Rossamain in that car there.
The Last Chase
“Captain J. G. Williams.” The aluminum foil magnate?
Mad Monster
Constance Heat! I love her films!
Manos: The Hands of Fate
I’m bemused by this plucky painting.
Mighty Jack
[Sung.] Feelin’ good with Mighty Jack. –Mighty Jack. –Pass the maple syrup, please.
“7070.” –Sunnybrook Lane.
Kids can’t resist a Mr. Blister pistol.
What about Farven [?], the state clown of North Dakota?
Operation Double 007
Bruno! Bruno!
The Puma Man
It's Archie Riceman.
Racket Girls
[Sung.] Ride along with me, through the sea …
The Robot vs. the Aztec Mummy
Hey, it matches my helmet and everything. Now all I need is the Sparkmaster playset and I’m done.
I do think Jose Rijo was the inventor of that cream sandwich. The Rijo? –Oh.
The Thing That Couldn't Die
My, you're a big one, aren't you?
Oh, baby, where you got to go?
Dave? [over a shot of an opening coffin]
Time of the Apes
There’s Joan Borman.
The Touch of Satan
It’s Anne Heller!
The Unearthly
"Oops, almost forgot something very important!" To pay homage to Gorto!
The Violent Years
Sentencing next Tuesday, appearance by Gobo the gorilla.
Women of the Prehistoric Planet
Filmed on location in Tommy Ronnick’s front yard.
We can play boogly-oogley for years. And the banana will stick.
