A voice said, “this is God, I’ll be with you for the next few days.”
“Good idea, O Lord!”
“OF COURSE it’s a good idea!”
That’s a good idea. I like that one, yeah.
“I don’t know anything about public relations.”
“Who does? You’ve got a clean shirt and you bathe every day. That’s all there is to it.”
Ever fired your gun in the air and yelled, ‘Aaaaaaah?’
Did you ever pick your feet in Poughkeepsie?
Is your friend stupid or something?
This ain’t training. In training they just give you an F. Out here you get killed.
Fritz! Fritz, get up for God’s sake! Get up! They’ve killed Fritz! They’ve killed Fritz! Those lousy stinking yellow fairies! Those horrible atrocity-filled vermin! Those despicable animal warmongers! They’ve killed Fritz! Take that! Take this! Take that, you green slime! You black hearted, short, bow-legged…
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Nice shootin’, Tex!
I’m warning you, I am a lethal killing machine. It was a secret government experiment. They did stuff to me. Spooky stuff… Anal stuff. It turned me into a dangerous telekinetic. As the ancient Tibetan Philosophy states “Don’t start none, won’t be none!”
I’m Batman.
I know you are, but what am I?
You’ve a gift of blarney about you, and no mistakin’ about that.
He won’t shut up.
But, now, for me, it never stops. The voice of Equus. Out of the cave. Why me? Why me?
You were the Chosen One!
I’m a son of a gun, she is one of a kind.
The one reserved only for the most evil of blasphemers.
All you motherfuckers are gonna pay. You are the ones who are the ball-lickers. We’re gonna fuck your mothers while you watch and cry like little, whiny bitches. Once we get to Hollywood and find those Miramax fucks who is makin’ the movie… we’re gonna make them eat our shit, then shit out our shit, and then eat their shit that’s made up of our shit that we made 'em eat. Then you’re all you motherfucks are next. Love- Jay and Silent Bob.