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Posted: 10/1/2004 6:46:38 PM EDT
... Inigo Montoya. You killed my Father. Prepare to die."
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You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.
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That's the funniest line in the whole movie |
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AAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSSS YYYYYYYYYYYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUU WWWWIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Why don't you give me a paper cut and pour lemon juice in it?
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My name is Rick James I have come to do all your drugs and bitchslap you.
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"TO THE PAIN!!!!!" |
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...shake zula, the mic rula, the old-schoola; you wanna trip? I'll bring it to ya. |
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One thing about the Fire Swamp, it certainly keeps you on your toes...
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“You want a what Christmas?”
It's from an Early 60's TV program for all of our Flower Children out there. |
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+1 |
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CHARLIE MURPHY MUTHAFOCKA!!! |
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"He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile." Great poem, even better song. |
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If his unpleasant wounding has in some way enlightned the rest of you, as to the grim finish
below the glossy veneer of criminial life and inspired you to change your ways. Then his injuries carry with an inherent nobility and a supreme glory. We should all be so fortunate, you say poor Toby! I say poor us. |
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The poison was in both cups. I've spent the last several years building up an immunity to iocaine powder.
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My daddy left home when I was three
And he didn't leave much to Ma and me Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze. Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid But the meanest thing that he ever did Was before he left, he went and named me 'Sue.' Well, he must o' thought that is was quite a joke And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk, It seems I had to fight my whole life through. Some gal would giggle and I'd get red And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head, I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named 'Sue.' Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean, My fist got hard and my wits got keen, I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame. But I made me a vow to the moon and stars That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars And kill that man that give me that awful name. Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July And I just hit town and my throat was dry, I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew. At an old saloon on a street of mud, There at a table, dealing stud, Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me 'Sue.' Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad >From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had, And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye. He was big and bent and gray and old, And I looked at him and my blood ran cold And I said: "My name is 'Sue!' how do you do! Now you gonna die!" Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes And he went down but, to my surprise, He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear. But I busted a chair right across his teeth And we crashed through the wall and into the street Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer. I tell ya, I've fought tougher men But I really can't remember when, He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile. I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss, He went for his gun and I pulled mine first, He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile. And he said: "Son, this world is rough And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough And I know I wouldn't be there to help ya along. So I give ya that name and I said good-bye I knew you'd have to get tough or die And it's that name that helped to make you strong." He said: 'Now you just fought one hell of a fight And I know you hate me, and you got the right To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do. But ya ought to thank me, before I die, For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you 'Sue'.' I got all choked up and I threw down my gun And I called him my pa, and he called me his son, And I come away with a different point of view. And I think about him, now and then, Every time I try and every time I win, And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him Bill or George! Anything but sue! I still hate that name! |
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There's a shortage of perfect breasts in this world. 'Twould be a pity to damage yours
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"You should take it easy, you have been mostly dead all day."
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I want candy, bubblegum and taffy.
Skip to the sweet shop with my girlfriend, Sandy. Got my pennies saved. so I'm a sugar daddy. I'm her Hume Cronyn, she my Jessica Tandy. I want candy! |
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I think it was supposed to be, but hit "don't understand" or hijack FUBAR. need to get back on track: mawwiage, mawwiage is what bwings us togethahh here towday. And wuv, twue wuvv.... |
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