God, I’d give anything for a drink. I’d give my goddamned soul for just a glass of beer.
I got a proposition for you;
Now if you sing us your song, you can have a drink.
“The sun’ll come out Tomorrow, so you gotta hang on till tomorrow. Come what may. Tomorrow, Tomorrow, I love ya, Tomorrow. You’re only a day away.”
Sun is bad for you. Everything our parents said was good is bad. Sun, milk, red meat… college.
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When you grow up, your heart dies.
Cover your heart, Indy. Cover your heart.
Well, the real demonstrated #1 killer in America is cholesterol.
Did you ever suck the jelly out of a jelly doughnut and then fill it with chocolate swirl ice cream?
I once ate a watermelon bigger than my head, but not all at once.
Wait til I get to Californey. I’m gonna reach up and pick me an orange whenever I want it. With some grapes. Now there’s somethin’ I ain’t never had enough of.
Last night, I experienced something new: an extraordinary meal from a singularly unexpected source. To say that both the meal and its maker have challenged my preconceptions about fine cooking is a gross understatement. They have rocked me to my core.
You think, with a financial statement like this, you can have the duck?
Hey! That was a lot of talking and you not punching him. So, what did the asshole say?
There’s a passage I got memorized. Ezekiel 25:17. “The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of the darkness, for he is truly his brother’s keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy My brothers. And you will know I am the Lord when I lay My vengeance upon you.” Now… I been sayin’ that shit for years. And if you ever heard it, that meant your ass. You’d be dead right now. I never gave much thought to what it meant. I just thought it was a cold-blooded thing to say to a motherfucker before I popped a cap in his ass. But I saw some shit this mornin’ made me think twice. See, now I’m thinking: maybe it means you’re the evil man. And I’m the righteous man. And Mr. 9mm here… he’s the shepherd protecting my righteous ass in the valley of darkness. Or it could mean you’re the righteous man and I’m the shepherd and it’s the world that’s evil and selfish. And I’d like that. But that shit ain’t the truth. The truth is you’re the weak. And I’m the tyranny of evil men. But I’m tryin’, Ringo. I’m tryin’ real hard to be the shepherd.
“I wonder what grass tastes like.”
By the year 2001, there won’t be a person on this planet who isn’t hooked into it, and hooked into me
Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do. I’m half crazy all for the love of you. It won’t be a stylish marriage, I can’t afford a carriage. But you’ll look sweet upon the seat of a bicycle built for two.
I know I’ve made some very poor decisions recently, but I can give you my complete assurance that my work will be back to normal. I’ve still got the greatest enthusiasm and confidence in the mission. And I want to help you.
Yeah, well, you know, that’s just, like, your opinion, man.