"There's no WAY your daughter likes that song ... oh, wait, is she in a coma??"
At least find some obscure Blazing Saddle quotes...![]()
"There's no WAY your daughter likes that song ... oh, wait, is she in a coma??"
"Bunch of slack-jawed faggots around here. This stuff will make you a god damned sexual Tyrannosaurus, just like me."
"I ain't got time to bleed."
Barcelona.
Quite a little art picture for a roll-em thread!
I don't like warriors. Too narrow-minded, no subtlety. And worse, they fight for hopeless causes. Honor? Huh! Honor's killed millions of people, it hasn't saved a single one. I'll tell you what I do like though: a killer, a dyed-in-the-wool killer. Cold blooded, clean, methodical and thorough. Now a real killer, when he picked up the ZF-1, would've immediately asked about the little red button on the bottom of the gun.
Hold it! Next man makes a move, the n***** gets it!
Hold it, men. He's not bluffing.
Listen to him, men, he's just crazy enough to do it!
Drop it! Or I swear I'll blow this n*****'* head all over this town!
Oh, lo'dy, lo'd, he's desp'it! Do what he sayyyy, do what he sayyyy...
Isn't anybody going to help that poor man?
Hush, Harriet, that's a sure way to get him killed!
Oooh! He'p me, he'p me! Somebody he'p me! He'p me! He'p me! He'p me!
Shut up!
Ooh, baby, you are so talented! And they are so DUMB!
http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001218/The rule of thumb here is-
http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0427963/Wait, rule of thumb? In the early 1900s it was legal for men to beat their wives, as long as they used a stick no wider than their thumb.
http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001218/Can't do much damage with that then, can we? Perhaps it should have been a rule of wrist?
There Will Be Blood"I DRINK YOUR MILKSHAKE!"
Boondock Saintsraptor10 said:The rule of thumb here is-
Wait, rule of thumb? In the early 1900s it was legal for men to beat their wives, as long as they used a stick no wider than their thumb.
Can't do much damage with that then, can we? Perhaps it should have been a rule of wrist?
"Grab a brew, don't cost nothin'"
I don't like warriors. Too narrow-minded, no subtlety. And worse, they fight for hopeless causes. Honor? Huh! Honor's killed millions of people, it hasn't saved a single one. I'll tell you what I do like though: a killer, a dyed-in-the-wool killer. Cold blooded, clean, methodical and thorough. Now a real killer, when he picked up the ZF-1, would've immediately asked about the little red button on the bottom of the gun.
How 'bout
"Yep, it's a shame the older kids couldn't be here.... Got the daughter in the clinic, getting cured off the wild turkey. And the older boy, bless his soul, is preparing for his future career!"
"College?"
"Carnival.... Yep, last year he was spreading pixie dust on the tilt-a-whirl. This year he reckons he'll be barking for the yak woman or guessing people's weight"
Hold it! Next man makes a move, the n***** gets it!
Hold it, men. He's not bluffing.
Listen to him, men, he's just crazy enough to do it!
Drop it! Or I swear I'll blow this n*****'* head all over this town!
Oh, lo'dy, lo'd, he's desp'it! Do what he sayyyy, do what he sayyyy...
Isn't anybody going to help that poor man?
Hush, Harriet, that's a sure way to get him killed!
Oooh! He'p me, he'p me! Somebody he'p me! He'p me! He'p me! He'p me!
Shut up!
Ooh, baby, you are so talented! And they are so DUMB!
Pulp Fiction, Full Metal Jacket, Meet the Parents
"Duke, let's go do some crimes." "Yeah, let's go get some sushi and not pay."
"Charming friends you've got there, Otto." "Thanks, I made 'em myself."