Schvartzes!
thank you for that authentic Western gibberish.
Alright, we’ll take the blacks, and the Chinese. But we won’t take the Irish!
Nemo Johnson is right about Wargamer Johnson being right!
“Didn’t I tell you to wash your hands after weekly cross-burning?”
Excuse me, ma’am, but you’re sucking on my elbow.
Let’s play chess.
Hedley Lamarr: “Qualifications?”
Applicant: “Rape, murder, arson, and rape.”
Hedley Lamarr: “You said rape twice.”
Applicant: “I like rape.”
Kinky. Sign here.
“A wed wose. How womantic.”
::singing:: “I’ve been with thousands of men/again and again/they promise the moon/they’re always coming and going and going and coming… and always too soon.”
Oh no, you don’t want to go shooting Mongo, you’ll just make him mad.
Candygram!
Hello, handsome, is that a ten-gallon hat or are you just enjoying the show?
Throw up your hands. Stick out your tush. Hands on your hips. Give them a push.
Not in the face!
WE, the white, God-fearing citizens of Rock Ridge…
Ditto.
Also: "Now if that don’t beat all. Here we take the good time and trouble to slaughter every last Indian in the West, and for what? So we can appoint a sheriff that’s blacker than any Indian. I am depressed. "
“Bart, they said you was hung!”
“And they was right.”
Don’t you know any good ol’ nigger work songs?
“I get no kicks from champagne …”
“My mind is aglow with whirling, transient nodes of thought careening through a cosmic vapor of invention.”
“Ditto!”