He ain’t no cuckoo. He’s dumb, but he ain’t crazy.
Like the fella says, in Italy for 30 years under the Borgias they had warfare, terror, murder, and bloodshed, but they produced Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci, and the Renaissance. In Switzerland they had brotherly love - they had 500 years of democracy and peace, and what did that produce? The cuckoo clock.
Hot! Hot!
Ooh, we got it!
Hot! Hot!
Hey, we got it!
Hot! Hot!
Say, we got it!
Hot chocolate!
This boy is fueled, like FIRE, so start melting, ladies. 'Cuz the boy is hotter than hot; he’s HOT, HOT, HOT!
I don’t mind.
I’m going to ask you a straightforward question: isn’t it true that you have, perhaps unwillingly, acquired a certain habit through association with certain undesirable people?
Hey, don’t knock masturbation. It’s sex with someone I love.
Always tell the truth, George; it’s the easiest thing to remember.
Do you want to hear the truth which you should hear and I’ll tell you, and not just what you think you want to hear? The truth is that George is gone and it is you’re fault. Now the question is, what are you going to do about it?
You can’t handle the truth!
[is this segue via the Seinfeld Contest?]
[reporter 1] – Is there any truth in the report that you’re on Stalin’s payroll?
[reporter 2] – Yeah, the Senator claims you sleep in Red underwear.
– Never mind the jokes. Don’t forget I’m the Mayor of this town.
As Mayor of the Munchkin City, in the county of the Land of Oz, I welcome you most regally.
The whole housing market is propped up on these bad loans. It’s a time bomb, and I want to short it.
“lt’s a warhead, MacGruber. You can defuse it, right?”
“Are you kidding me? Look at all this crap. There’s, like, a million wires in here. l’m more like a three-wire guy.”
There’s one thing you don’t know about me, my dear. My PhD is in… dance!
Stop that! Stop that! You’re not going into a song while I’m here.
Deaaaaaaaaaaaar kindly Sergeant Krupke,
You gotta understand,
It’s just our bringing up-kee
That gets us outta hand
Our mothers all are junkies
Our fathers all are drunks
Golly, Moses, naturally we’re punks!
Aw, what chance have they got against all this? They gotta fight for a place to play, fight for a little extra somethin’ to eat, fight for everything. They get used to fightin’. “Enemies of society” it says in the papers… why not? What’ve they got to be so friendly about?
I’ll be all around in the dark - I’ll be everywhere. Wherever you can look - wherever there’s a fight, so hungry people can eat, I’ll be there. Wherever there’s a cop beatin’ up a guy, I’ll be there. I’ll be in the way guys yell when they’re mad. I’ll be in the way kids laugh when they’re hungry and they know supper’s ready, and when the people are eatin’ the stuff they raise and livin’ in the houses they build - I’ll be there, too.