You forgot the first part up there BWC.
"Mr. Blutarsky, 0.0!"
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You forgot the first part up there BWC.
"Mr. Blutarsky, 0.0!"
<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: 1inStripes</div><div class="ubbcode-body">You forgot the first part up there BWC.
"Mr. Blutarsky, 0.0!" </div></div>
actually that was at the end.......the fat drunk and stupid part was when he was talking to flounder
"Zero point two... Fat, drunk and stupid is no way to go through life, son. Mr. Hoover, president of Delta house? One point six; four C's and an F. A fine example you set! Daniel Simpson Day... HAS no grade point average. All courses incomplete. Mr. Blu - MR. BLUTARSKY... ZERO POINT ZERO"
My bad. That was movie is great.
"In case you haven't noticed, and judging by the attendance you haven't, the Indians have managed to win a few ball games, and are threatening to climb out of the cellar."
" You trying to say Jesus Christ can't hit a curveball?"
" You may run like Hayes. but you hit like [censored]."
That's all we got, one [censored] hit?
You can't say [censored] on the air.
Don't worry, nobody is listening anyway
How would you like to manage the Indians this year?
Gee, I don't know...
What do you mean, you don't know? This is your chance to manage in the big leagues.
Let me get back to you, will ya, Charlie? I got a guy on the other line asking about some white walls.
I love this [censored] and I may move to England.
"Well fans, Roger Dorn has done a little redecorating around the ballpark. The outfield walls now look like the yellow pages. And any of you folks having trouble finding a good proctologist, might want to come down here and check out the area around the 375 foot sign. As for the game, we've got a real nailbiter here tonight. It's a lot closer than that 11-2 score."
"So, Hiroshi "Kamikaze" Tanaka, recently of the Tokyo Giants, knocks himself cold for the second time this week. Maybe in Japan, that's actually better than catching the ball. Personally, I think he's just trying to get out of the lineup."
how YOU doin' ?
lol.
Now I want ya'll to repeat after me:
PENIS PENIS PENIS .
VAGINA VANGINA VAGINA
Bout time you guys got here. That pretty lady in there is causing all kinds of hell.
<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: TheBeast</div><div class="ubbcode-body">That's all we got, one [censored] hit?
You can't say [censored] on the air.
Don't worry, nobody is listening anyway
How would you like to manage the Indians this year?
Gee, I don't know...
What do you mean, you don't know? This is your chance to manage in the big leagues.
Let me get back to you, will ya, Charlie? I got a guy on the other line asking about some white walls.
I love this [censored] and I may move to England.
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Is it Sunday night again?
Real tomato ketchup Eddie?
<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: Vic Fontaine</div><div class="ubbcode-body">Bout time you guys got here. That pretty lady in there is causing all kinds of hell. </div></div>
I just wonder how many on here know where this is from.
Only the best for you Clark.
.
Hey Maclin big party. No whiskey we go home.
Men in Black II
cheech-Man, what is in this [censored], man?
chong- Mostly Maui Waui man, but it's got some Labrador in it.
cheech-What's Labrador?
chong- It's dog [censored].
cheech: What?
chong Yeah, my dog ate my stash, man.
cheech Yeah?
chong I had it on the table and the little [censored] ate it, man. Then I had to follow him around with a little baggie for three days, man, before I got it back. Really blew the dog's mind, ya know?
cheech You mean we're smokin' dog [censored], man?
chong Gets ya high, don't it?
[Song, "Rockin' Robin" plays... ]
chong I think it's even better than before, you know?
cheech Uhhh, I wonder what Great Dane tastes like, man.
Sir, what's your name?
Whut? I told you my name, man!
Sir... what's YOUR name?
Hey man! The dude wants to know your name, man!
[Man vomits onto the floor of the car]
Uuhhh - His name is RAALLLPH, man!
Man, you peeps watch too many worthless movies.
<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: TheBeast</div><div class="ubbcode-body"><div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: Vic Fontaine</div><div class="ubbcode-body">Bout time you guys got here. That pretty lady in there is causing all kinds of hell. </div></div>
I just wonder how many on here know where this is from.
I wonder how many really care!
Only the best for you Clark.
. </div></div>
"hey bud, let's party"
"so russell...what do you love about music??"..."to begin with, everything"
Sean Smith: Beer and [censored]. That's all I need.
Ronald Fisher: We gotta find ourselves a Smurfette.
Sean Smith: Smurfette?
Ronald Fisher: Yeah, not some tight-ass Middlesex chick, right? Like this cute little blonde that will get down and dirty with the guys. Like Smurfette does.
Donnie: Smurfette doesn't [censored].
Ronald Fisher: That's bullshit. Smurfette [censored] all the other Smurfs. Why do you think Papa Smurf made her? Because all the other Smurfs were getting too horny.
Sean Smith: No, no, no, not Vanity. I heard he was a homosexual.
Ronald Fisher: Okay, then, you know what? She [censored] them and Vanity watches. Okay?
Sean Smith: What about Papa Smurf? I mean, he must get in on all the action.
Ronald Fisher: Yeah, what he does, he films the gang-bang, and he beats off to the tape.
Donnie: [shouts] First of all, Papa Smurf didn't create Smurfette. Gargamel did. She was sent in as Gargamel's evil spy with the intention of destroying the Smurf village. But the overwhelming goodness of the Smurf way of life transformed her. And as for the whole gang-bang scenario, it just couldn't happen. Smurfs are asexual. They don't even have... reproductive organs under those little, white pants. It's just so illogical, you know, about being a Smurf. You know, what's the point of living... if you don't have a [richard]?
Sean Smith: [pause] Dammit, Donnie. Why you gotta get all smart on us?
"Do you want your sister to lose weight? Tell her to get off the couch, stop eating twinkies and maybe go out for field hockey. You know what? No one ever knows what they want to be when they grow up. You know it takes a little, little while to find that out, right, Jim? And you... yeah, you. Sick of some jerk shoving your head down the toilet? Well, you know what? Maybe... you should lift some weights, or uh, take a karate lesson and the next time he's tries to do it, you kick him in the balls."
Jim Cunningham: Son... DO YOU SEE THIS? This is an Anger Prisoner. A textbook example. DO YOU SEE THE FEAR, PEOPLE? This boy is scared to death of the truth. Son, it breaks my heart to say this, but I believe you are a very troubled and confused young man. I believe you are searching for the answers in all the wrong places...
Donnie: You're right, actually. I am pretty- I'm, I'm pretty troubled and I'm, I'm pretty confused. But I... and I'm afraid. Really, really afraid. Really afraid. But I... I... I think you're the [censored] Antichrist.
"Dont mess with the bull young man, you'll get the horns."
Vernon: You're not fooling anyone, Bender. The next screw that falls out is going to be you.
Bender: Eat my shorts.
Vernon: What was that?
Bender: Eat. My. Shorts.
Vernon: You just bought yourself another Saturday.
Bender: Ugh, I'm crushed.
Vernon: You just bought one more right there.
Bender: Well, I'm free the Saturday after that. Beyond that, I'm gonna have to check my calendar.
Vernon: Good. Because its going to be filled. We'll keep going. Want another one? Say the word. Just say the word. Instead of going to prison you'll come here. Are you through?
Bender: No.
Vernon: I'm doing society a favor.
Bender: So?
Vernon: Thats another one right now. I've got you the rest of your natural born life if you don't watch your step! You want another one?
Bender: Yes.
Mr.Vernon Vernon: You got it! Right there, thats another one pal.
Claire: Cut it out!
Vernon: You through?
Bender: Not even close, BUD.
Vernon: Good. You got one more, right there.
Bender: You really think I give a [censored]?
Vernon: Another. You through?
Bender: How many is that?
Brian: Thats seven including when you asked Mr.Vernon here if Barry Manilow knew that he raided his closet.
Vernon: Now its eight.You stay out of this.
Brian: Excuse me, sir, its seven.
Vernon: Shut up, Peewee. You're mine, Bender.For two months, I've gotcha.
Bender: What can I say? I'm THRILLED.
Otis B. Driftwood: I want you to pray to your god. I want you to pray that he comes and saves you. I want lightning to come and crash down upon my [censored] head!
Roy Sullivan: I will pray... Jesus...
Otis B. Driftwood: Louder!
Roy Sullivan: Bless the bunnies, bless the little birds, bless the...
Otis B. Driftwood: I don't feel anything!
Roy Sullivan: Bless the springtime morning...
Otis B. Driftwood: ooo aaah I feel it! Oh great god almighty I repent, I repent! Oh I feel the love of the god, god, god almighty! Oh the holy spirit is in my body.
Lieutenant Colonel Kilgore: You smell that? Do you smell that? ...Napalm, son. Nothing else in the world smells like that. I love the smell of napalm in the morning
Jim's Dad: I never did it with baked goods, but you know your uncle Mort, he pets the
Col. Jessep: You can't handle the truth!
Jules: The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the iniquities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he, who in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee.
"You're wet" (Riff Raff)
boom, chucka lucka lucka,
boom, chucka lucka lucka,
boom, chucka lucka lucka,
Boom!
That's Fronk-en-STEEN
'scuse me while I whip this out.
"We'd like 3 gorge burgers with cheese, 2 orders of frizzy fries, and a small lemonade."
"Ok, great. Spicy hot lammy nipple chops with minty pickled sour sauce."
"We just wanna order some hamburgers."
"Oh God. My mother, she woke me up today. She threw a pan of hot grease all over my chest and my ass and genitals. And I fell down the stairs and my shoes fell off."
"What does that have to do with anything?!"
"Because I can't see damnit you son of a [censored]."
"Let me speak to your manager!"
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Just a minute."
"Can you believe this guy?"
"Yeah, Burger Bob. Gimme ya f'n order there, tough guy."
Farva: Give me a double bacon cheeseburger.
Dimpus Burger Guy: [into mic] Double baco cheeseburger. It's for a cop.
Farva: What the hell's that all about? You gonna spit in it now?
Dimpus Burger Guy: No, I just told him that so he makes it good.
[into mic]
Dimpus Burger Guy: Don't spit in that cop's burger.
Farva: Yeah, thanks.
Second Dimpus Guy: Roger, holding the spit.
Farva: Gimme a pie... apple.
Dimpus Burger Guy: Want me to hold the spit? Hah, just kidding officer Farva.
[pause]
Dimpus Burger Guy: Want me to dimpa-size your meal for 25 cents?
Farva: Want me to punch-a-size your face, for free?
Dimpus Burger Guy: It's only 25 cents, and look how much more you get.
Thorny: Look, kid, he doesn't want it.
Farva: I can handle this, Thorn. I don't want it!
Dimpus Burger Guy: Uhh, right. Beverage?
Farva: Gimme a litre o' cola.
Dimpus Burger Guy: What?
Farva: [Annoyed] A litre o' cola.
Dimpus Burger Guy: [into mic] Litrecola? Do we sell litrecola?
Thorny: Will you just order a large, Farva?
Farva: I don't want a large farva. I want a goddamn litre o' cola!
Dimpus Burger Guy: [to Farva] I don't know what that is!
Farva: [slowly starts shouting] Litre is French for...
[grabs burger kid by shirt]
Farva: ... give me my [censored]' cola before I break VOUS [censored]' LIP!
Captain O'Hagan: I swear to God I'm going to pistol whip the next guy who says, " Shenanigans."
Mac: Hey Farva what's the name of that restaurant you like with all the goofy [censored] on the walls and the mozzarella sticks?
Farva: You mean Shenanigans?
Mac: OOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
Thorny: OOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
[as they hand the Captain their pistols]
The Snozzberries taste like Snozzberries.
Whoo! Flushed! Yeah, man, back when you was an agent, you used to love gettin' flushed. Yeah, every Saturday night, you'd be like "flush me, J! Flush me!" and I'd be like "Naw..."?