Mike Wazowski!
You’re in touch with your anger. I admire that. Well, I don’t know about you, but I’m going to have a drink.
There are two kinds of angry people: explosive and implosive. Explosive is the type of individual you see screaming at the cashier for not taking his coupon. Implosive is the cashier who remains quiet day after day and then finally shoots everyone in the store. You’re the cashier
You know what the real tragedy about all this is? I’m not even supposed to be here today!
Well, what if there is no tomorrow? There wasn’t one today.
Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but soon. And for the rest of your life.
And that’s the hardest part. Today everything is different; there’s no action… have to wait around like everyone else. Can’t even get decent food - right after I got here, I ordered some spaghetti with marinara sauce, and I got egg noodles and ketchup. I’m an average nobody… get to live the rest of my life like a schnook.
Well boo. Fucking. Hoo.
There’s no crying! There’s no crying in baseball! There’s no crying in baseball!
I couldn’t figure out why you kept yelling “slide”
Dirt in the skirt, Mae! Dirt in the skirt!
Two sounds: Me hitting you, you hitting the floor.
Go for it.
Warriors, come out to play-eeee-ay! Warriors, come out to play-eeeee-ay! Warriors, come out to play-eeeeeeeeeeeee!
First I play with Judd, then mommy came, and I play with mommy. We play daddy, we had a awful good time! Now, I want to play with you!
Start tangling with me and you’d better be prepared to play very rough.
Remember, any man you tackle gets an elbow, knee, or kick in the mouth.
Jo Bob is here to remind us that the biggest and the baddest get to make all the rules.
Let’s get one thing straight: I’m not here to say “please”. I’m here to tell you what to do. And if self-preservation is an instinct that you possess, you’d better fuckin’ do it and do it fast. I’m here to help. If my help’s not appreciated: Best of luck, gentlemen.
Can that chubby boy handle himself?