Oh, no… go away! Go away, now! Timbo, go away, go away. Timbo! Timbo, go away! Timbo…
I’ll be right here.
Tear him up!
Close your mouth, dear.
An’ stoppa that growlin’. You sound like a big ol’ bar.
I’m half-horse, half-alligator and a little attached with snapping turtle. I’ve got the fastest horse, the prettiest sister, the surest rifle and the ugliest dog in Texas. My father can lick any man in Kentucky… and I can lick my father. I can hug a bear too close for comfort and eat any man alive opposed to Andy Jackson.
It means: Be advised. I’m mean, nasty and tired. I eat concertina wire and piss napalm and I can put a round in a flea’s ass at 200 meters. So why don’t you go hump somebody else’s leg, mutt face, before I push yours in.
It’s not easy being me.
I am not left-handed.
I am not an elephant! I am not an animal! I am a human being! I am a man!
Would you please put some pants on? I feel weird having to ask you twice.
Put a warm rug in the car. It’s cold outside when you have to go about naked.
That rug really tied the room together.
Thank you for choosing “Magic Carpet” for all your travel needs. Don’t stand until the rug has come to a complete stop. Thank you. Goodbye, now. Goodbye. Goodbye. Thank you. Goodbye.
I was just checking to see if I was standing on plastic.
Hey, Charlie? Let me ask you something: what is it that’s not exactly water and it ain’t exactly earth?
Umm…your wife?
You have sunk below the deepest layer of prehistoric frog shit at the bottom of a New Jersey scum swamp.
Take him to Detroit!
What happened to your mercy?