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Carry on.
The sun’ll come out tomorrow…
Because tomorrow . . . is another day!
Live, Highlander. Grow stronger. Fight another day.
Run away!!! Run away!!!
You’re scared of Room 237, aint ya?
Gentlemen, you can’t fight in here, this is the war room!
I must say, for a charming, intelligent girl, you’ve certainly surrounded yourself with a remarkable collection of dopes.
He may look like an idiot, and talk like an idiot, but don’t let that fool you. He really is an idiot.
For a vegetarian, you’re a f*cking evil shite.
Drew, I know your dog died, but get a grip, man, you’re freaking me out
There’s many a man alive of no more value than a dead dog.
He’s dead, Jim!
You know what I’m doing? I’m talking to an empty phone.
'cause the guy on the other end is a dead man.
Yolanda, I thought you were gonna be cool. When you yell at me, it makes me nervous. When I get nervous, I get scared. And when motherfuckers get scared, that’s when motherfuckers get accidentally shot.
Get me my diet pills, would’ya hon?
Have you ever gotten the feeling that you aren’t completely embarassed yet, but you glimpse tomorrow’s embarassment?
My advice to you is to start drinking heavily.
I had a virgin once. I had to go to Guatamala for it. She was blind in one eye and had a stuffed alligator that said “Welcome to Miami Beach.”
I once knew a whore in Providence. She had a glass eye. She would take it out and wink you off for a dollar.