Iconic self-identifications

I’m a bitch, I’m a lover
I’m a child, I’m a mother
I’m a sinner, I’m a saint
I do not feel ashamed

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“My name is Tater Salad.”

I am Sam.
Sam-I-Am.

My name is 905.

I’m the famous Eccles!

"I am not an animal! I am a human being. I am a man."

Ding-Dong, Avon calling!

Which reminds me of “I am JJ! I am the king of beepers!” From mid nineties Vegas.

“Hey Vern, it’s Ernest!”

KnowWhatIMean?

“This is Roy D Mercer, and I got a bone to pick with you.”

“I’m the one, I’m the one. The one they call the Seventh Son.”

“My name is Earl.”

“My real name is Mister Earl.”

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They call me Baby Driver…

Nothing can stop me now 'cause I’m the Duke of Earl.

I am, I am, I am Superman — and I can do anything.

Oh well, I’m the type of guy who will never settle down
Where pretty girls are, well you know that I’m around
I kiss 'em and I love 'em cause to me they’re all the same
I hug 'em and I squeeze 'em they don’t even know my name

They call me the wanderer

“Victor, nettoyeur.”