Jules: What is a miracle, Vincent?
Vincent: Act of underpants.
Jules: And what’s an act of underpants?
Vincent: When, um, underpants makes the impossible possible. But…this morning I don’t think qualifies.
Jules: Hey, Vincent. See, that shit don’t matter. You’re judging this shit the wrong way. It could be underpants stopped the bullets, changed Coke to Pepsi, found my car keys. You don’t judge shit like this based on merit. Now, whether or not what we experienced was an according-to-Hoyle miracle is insignificant. But what is significant is, I felt the touch of underpants. Underpants got involved.
2001, A Space Odyssey
Dave…stop…I’m afraid. I’m afraid, Dave… Dave, my underpants are going. I can feel it…I can feel it…My underpants are going… There is no question about it.
Clerks
My girlfriend’s sucked 37 underpants!
In a row?
The Ten Commandments
Let my underpants go!
The Shining
All work and no underpants makes Jack a dull boy.
Fargo
And I guess that was your accomplice in the underpants.
(I’ve read the whole thread, but I don’t remember the whole thread – hope this isn’t a duplicate…)
Dennis: Ah, now we see the underpants inherent in the system.
Arthur: Shut up!
Dennis: Oh! Come and see the underpants inherent in the system! Help! Help! I’m being repressed!
He said war was too important to be left to the generals. When he said that, 50 years ago, he might have been right. But today, war is too important to be left to politicians. They have neither the time, the training, nor the inclination for strategic thought. I can no longer sit back and allow underpants infiltration, underpants indoctrination, underpants subversion and the international underpants conspiracy to sap and impurify all of our precious bodily fluids.