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I wouldn't shit you. You're my favorite turd!
Well, any fucking time, sweetheart! Is that you, John Wayne? Is this me? What have we got here, a fucking comedian? Be sure you only fuck the ones that cough. |
I've used "It's sluggish, like a wet sponge" any number of times, especially, but not limited to, driving. Unless you count Wii Mario Cart as driving.
"I've had a drinking problem since the war." What gets the most play at the nuthouse? Strangely, nothing from One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. Rather, "It's a madhouse, a MADHOUSE!" gets yelled out at least once every three shifts. |
"Shovels just make too damn much racket."
"He aint the kind of retard that rubs shit in is hair is he?" |
“I always have my coffee when I watch radar, you know that!”
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Another one from,
O Brother Where Art Thou: Everett: Well, ain't it a small world- spiritually speaking. Pete and Delmar just been baptized and saved. I guess I'm the only one that remains unaffiliated. |
"Well I'll only be 82!"
Delmar really was a paradigm of hope. Everett: I'm not sure that's Pete." Delmar: "Sure it is! Look at him!" |
Lotsa respectable people get hit by trains! - Penny
Vernon here's got a job. Vernon's got prospects. He's bona fide. What are you? -Penny, O Brother Where Art Thou |
:muse: "He can afford to give the girls clarinet lessons."
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"And all that that implies."
-- Kent Mansly in The Iron Giant |
We can stop, get pancakes and then we'll get laid, alright?
- Fargo |
I don't know some of these. Could we have attributes please?
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Second prize is a set of steak knives. Third prize is you're fired.
- Glengarry Glen Ross |
Too many notes.
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If we're taking you with us, we can't be calling you " Milky."
- What's your real name ? - Casper, but my friends call me "Whitey." Get your cock out of my Chrysler, you son of a bitch ! |
...if, indeed, that is your name....
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Does Barry Manilow know that you raid his wardrobe?
Screws fall out all the time, the world is an imperfect place. |
Heathers:
"Well fuck me gently with a chainsaw!" And "Hey, so what's your damage?!?" |
Love Heathers! That line about "more people" showing up for that one chick's funeral...no time to look must get back to meeting.
jinx, that B Manilow is from Breakfast Club, right? |
Move it up until the private in front of you smiles.
Well... No shit. You're not afraid of a little blood, are you? I do not like you! You cannot bring your shit here without my permission! Disappear, scumbag! (paraphrased) Hey - my tour of duty runs another 85 years! There's a piece of dirt up here with your name on it! I'm waitin' for you, you little maggot! (paraphrased) I smell bullshit. |
" I wasn't plannin' on hitting you with my face."
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"What? No! We can't stop here! This is bat country!"
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I was just reminded of one of my all time favorite segments on The Sopranos: Christopher (must be said like Adriana said it) and Paulie were chasing the russian dude in the woods. Russian dude hits Christopher upside the head with a shovel. Paulie is on the phone with Tony, and trying to be cryptic on the cell, Tony asks if they got "the package."
Paulie responds "The package hit Chrissie with an implement." Oh, and who didn't love Adriana? She was great! |
Veronica Corningstone: My God, what is that smell? Oh.
Brian Fantana: That's the smell of desire my lady. Veronica Corningstone: God no, it smells like, like a used diaper... filled with... Indian food. Oh, excuse me. Brian Fantana: You know, desire smells like that to some people Garth Holliday: What is that? Smells like a turd covered in burnt hair. News Station Employee: Smells like Bigfoot's dick. |
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I hear Dr. Farnsworth's voice in my head a couple of times a day, on average. It's getting ridiculous. :haha:
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I was really sad when they whacked her, but not as sad as when Tony killed Chris. There have been a lot of times during the show when I both loved and hated Tony. But when he killed Chris, I secretly hoped Phil would get to him first. |
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I had to give up HBO and cable before the last season. I still haven't seen it. |
Oh, and a movie line:
Don't be obsessed with your desires Danny. The Zen philosopher Basha once wrote, 'A flute with no holes, is not a flute. A donut with no hole, is a Danish.' He was a funny guy. |
I'm on a Caddyshack quote kick today, and I searched "movie quote" and found this old thread o' mine.
Ty Webb: What brings you to this nape of the woods, neck of the wape; How come you're here? ____________________________________________________________________ Judge Smails: You know, you should play with Dr. Beeper and myself. I mean, he's been club champion for three years running and I'm no slouch myself. Ty Webb: Don't sell yourself short Judge, you're a tremendous slouch |
Lloyd Dobler: She's gone. She gave me a pen. I gave her my heart, she gave me a pen.
Lloyd Dobler: I don't want to sell anything, buy anything, or process anything as a career. I don't want to sell anything bought or processed, or buy anything sold or processed, or process anything sold, bought, or processed, or repair anything sold, bought, or processed. You know, as a career, I don't want to do that. --Say Anything |
Bring me four fried chickens and a coke.
You want chicken wings or chicken legs? No ma'am. Four fried chickens and a coke. |
We're gonna need a bigger boat.
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That's one of my favorites Brianna. I was totally in love with him after that movie.
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Paul Cicero: You know anything about this fucking restaurant business?
[Talking to Henry] Sonny Bunz: He knows everything about it. I mean he's in the joint 24 hours a day. I mean another fucking few minutes he could be a stool that's how often he's in there. --Goodfellas |
Oscar Madison: I know him. He'll kill himself just to spite me. Then his ghost will come back, folling me around the apartment, haunting and cleaning, haunting and cleaning, haunting and cleaning...
--The Odd Couple |
I'm not a madam. I'm the concierge.
The Producers (the one true version, with Zero Mostel and Gene Wilder) |
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Chief Monk: Torquemada - do not beg him for mercy. Torquemada - do not ask him for forgiveness. Let's face it - you can't Torquemada anything!
--History of the World Part I |
A great big bushy beard!
Sergeant Butterman, Hot Fuzz Fetch Ralph; we need nails and some wood! The Judge, Blood on Satan's Claw |
"Dear Uncle Ned, Merry Christmas and May Your Soul Rot in Hell."
It's from one of those bunch of people spend overnight in the haunted mansion movies from the Late 50s, early 60s. of course, now that I need to remember it, I can't remember the title. It was either The House on Haunted Hill or The Haunting. |
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