After you get where you're going, take off your shoes and your socks then walk around on the rug bare foot and make fists with your toes.
You were lookin' for that third three, but you forgot that Professor Green folded on Fourth Street and now you're representing that you have it.
I said that I would see you because I had heard that you were a serious man, to be treated with respect. But I must say no to you and let me give you my reasons.
That's correct, sir! That is the password... for admittance. But may I ask, what is the password... for the house?
Good afternoon. We're gonna have a great jump today! Okay, first crank a hard cutback as you hit the wall. There's a screaming bottom curve, so watch out.
The roof of the license-plate factory needs resurfacing. I need a dozen volunteers for a week's work. As you know, special detail carries with it special privledges.
'Ethel Thayer.' It sounds like I'm lisping, doesn't it?
She black as tar, nappy-headed, got legs like baseball bats, and I hear she got that nasty women's disease.
They was giving me ten thousand watts a day, you know, and I'm hot to trot! The next woman takes me on's gonna light up like a pinball machine and pay off in silver dollars!
Frightened? Child, you're talking to a man who's laughed in the face of death, sneered at doom, and chuckled at catastrophe... I was petrified.
Please Joel, do what they say, just get off the babysitter.
Now, explain it to me like I'm a four-year-old
I found her on a bus stop two days outta Georgia, barefoot, country as a chicken coop. I took her to my place in Compton, told her it was Hollywood.
It's a 1949 Buick Roadmaster. Straight 8. Fireball 8. Only 8,985 production models. Dad lets me drive slow on the driveway. But not on Monday, definitely not on Monday.
When my son was born healthy, I never asked why. Why was I so lucky? What did I do to deserve this perfect child, this perfect life? But when he got sick, you can bet I asked why!
I'm surprised you're still around. I was always hoping you'd die off and they got someone in here that knew what the hell they were doing.
Yeah; well, I think that's a super philosophy, Sean. I mean, that way you could actually go through the rest of your life without ever really knowing anybody.
Well, I'm sure Charles Dickens would have wanted to see her nipples.
Those of you lucky enough to have your lives, take them with you. However, leave the limbs you've lost. They belong to me now.
The last thing I need is another picture of me looking like a porcelain doll.
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