The Naughty Picture Thread: Vegas Style!

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FUR AND LOATHING

Grissom :No I didn't call you a horses a.. I said have you seen this racoon"?:rolleyes:

Horse: "Well that's better, NO I haven't seen that racoon":scream:
 
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Grissom: Can you tell me who will win the third race at Belmont?

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Grissom: Can you get me Mr. Ed's autograph?
Horse: Of course, of course.

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Horse: A neigh neigh here, and a neigh neigh there. Here a neigh...

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Horse: Whooooa, fella. I didn't do it.
Grissom: What time did you leave the party?
Horse: *stomp stomp stomp*
Grissom: Did anyone see you leave?
Horse: It's possible. I left in a cloud of dust and a Hi Yo Silver!
 
The furry horse all hilarious:guffaw: thank's guys!

HANK AND GRISSOM

Gil:"I'll take you out for a walk later":confused:

Hank:"Yeah, right, woof-woof..bow-wow.. all you do is sleep, lay on the bed, talk on the phone, and where's my dinner"?:p
 
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Petersen: Hi, CSIFiles. First time poster. My name is Billy, and I would like to show off my dog in the Pets Thread.

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Petersen: So, tell me something, Hank. Can you type like Snoopy? We need new writers for CSI.

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Grissom: Just got a call from Brass about a murder. Go fetch my field kit.

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Grissom: Another bedtime story? Last one. Once upon a time, there was a papa dog, a mama dog, and a baby dog...

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Hank: Darn. He is snoring again.
 
:guffaw:Oh, Dynamo priceless.. what to say.. fabulous again:thumbsup:

BRASS..NICK..GIL

Nick:"Are you sure this is the right address"?:eek:

Brass: "That's what I have":confused:

Grissom: "Ok, lets call Ecklie and see what or where we really are, and why are we here"?:vulcan:
 
Nick: Griss, you're not supposed to do the crossed arms thing. That's my thing.
Brass: He's right, Gil. That is his big thing.
Griss: Well, it was, but then I absorbed it.

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Petersen: Sorry, all the producers decided on Fishburne and NOT Bo Derek.

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Petersen: No, the budget won't allow lobster in the studio commissary.

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Petersen: For the next sweeps month, we are getting a script from Stephen King. Oh, and by the way, Nick gets buried again.
Eads: Awwww, not again. I really quit this time.

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Petersen: Maybe with this fake quitting stunt, the academy will give me an Emmy this time.
 
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Petersen: Sorry, all the producers decided on Fishburne and NOT Bo Derek.





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Petersen: Maybe with this fake quitting stunt, the academy will give me an Emmy this time.
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:lol: good ones:thumbsup:


GRIS & CATH

Grissom : "OMG, that look's like Natalie, this was just delivered":eek:now she's doing a replica of herself, she's more troubled that I thought~

Cath: "I thought she was locked up":confused:

Grissom: "Me too, lets call the prison":vulcan:

Cath: "This is creeping me out":censored:
 
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Grissom: Yes, it's true. Ecklie's thong collection comes in many colors.

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Grissom: Hodges has Caabage Patch dolls labeled Uhura, Rand, Troi, Dax, Seven Of Nine...

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Grissom: I'm glad I'm frying Waldo the maggot. I never did like him. Never did play well with the others.

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Grissom: so, Natalie got Zuiker. That will teach him to make spin-offs.
 
Catherine

Catherine: Greg, take this paint sample down to Home Depot. I'd like a gallon of paint for my door at home.

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Marg: Rats, I missed a FedEx delivery. I'm expecting my delivery of Grey's Anatomy season 2 DVDs.
William (off screen): Traitor. You're fired.

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Catherine: Hey, Jim, have you noticed that this street gets more crimes than others in the county? What is it about Wisteria Lane?

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Catherine: This fingerprint matches the one we have on file for Dynamo1. Now he's stalking ME.

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Catherine: Lindsay left a note that she is at a friend's house for a party. Nick, call Brass. I need backup and a SWAT team.
 
Catherine- "My ID? You...you wanna see my ID before I come in?"

*unintelligent muffled mumbling from behind the door*

"Why don't you just open the-"

*louder mumbling*

"Ok, ok, here...can you see it? Yeah, there's my face, my name...Can you see through that tiny hole?"
 
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