| Yo, bartender, Jobu needs a refill!
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You know, a few years ago I would have thought this was very strange. |
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You think I'm hostile now? Wait 'til you see me tonight. |
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We're from out of town. |
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I've drank more beer, pissed more blood, and banged more quiff than all you numb-nuts put together |
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We will tear your soul apart. |
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I'll be getting my driver's license pretty soon. |
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I thought I'd be home for dinner an hour ago! But this is very impressive! |
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I think I have a super-hero stalker. |
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I was just on my way to get drunk. |
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Sorry I was late. Work was murder. |
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Fifty years ago, you people came uninvited and divided the Korean peninsula into two. After all that, what are you trying to teach us at this point? |
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Don't you know what's goin' on out there? This is no Sunday School picnic! |
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You know how Americans are, Kiki. They all love to travel, and then they only want to meet other Americans and talk about how hard it is to get a decent hamburger. |
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What's the meaning of goodness if there isn't a little badness to overcome? |
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In this country, you gotta make the money first. Then when you get the money, you get the power. Then when you get the power, then you get the women. |
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Sure, they all love you until they go after your trust fund like a pack of rabid wolves! |
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That's an attention-getter. |
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What the hell is the world coming to? |
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What we're dealing with here is a complete lack of respect for the law. |
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I went to rock and roll heaven, and I wasn't on the guest list. |
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I wonder if I'll be held responsible for this. |
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God, that is so clever. |
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This used to be a helluva good country. I can't understand what's gone wrong with it. |
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Not everyone is meant to make a difference. But for me, the choice to lead an ordinary life is no longer an option.
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I may have lost my heart, but not my self-control. |
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Jack, you know the next we see each other, there will be a killin'. |
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Sweetheart, you can't buy the necessities of life with cookies. |
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The first passage will allow the demon to manifest itself in the flesh.
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Groovy. |
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It's the same old story. Boy finds girl, boy loses girl, girl finds boy, boy forgets girl, boy remembers girl, girls dies in a tragic blimp accident over the Orange Bowl on New Year's Day. |
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I'll swallow your soul!! I'll swallow your soul!! |
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Gimme back my hand..GIMME BACK MY HAND!
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Waste your brain; wax your board; pray for waves. |
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As if things weren't bad enough, now I've been abducted by aliens. |
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I am not an animal! I am a human being! I am a man! |
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Well, it didn't look like a two-horse town, but try finding a decent hair jelly. |
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He stinks and I don't like him.
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You ain't no kind of man if you ain't got land. |
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where's the happy little tire swing?
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This band of miscreants, this very evening, interfered with a lynch mob in the performance of its duty. |
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If we can get a picture of Julia Roberts in a thong, we can get a picture of this weirdo. |
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You have a knack for getting in trouble.
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You can't display a toad in a fine restaurant like this! Why, the good folks here would go right off the feed! |
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So, how do I look? |
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Would you like to have dinner with us tonight? It's just leftovers. Collard greens and corn bread, some candied yams, a little potato salad, fried chicken, peach cobbler and a few slices of ham. |
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| Get me some narco skinny. I want to do an all-hophead issue. You know, schwartze jazz musicians and movie stars. You like it? | The thieves, the filthy little thieves! They stole my Precious, and we wants it! |
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| So many social engagements, so little time. | You're goin' down like an one-legged man in an ass-kicking contest. |
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| Whew, this movie business is tough. I might just have to go back to loan-sharking for a while to get some vacation. | Do you ever wonder at what point you got to stop living up here and start living down here? |
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| You'll do as I say, and ask no questions. Do you follow my drift? | I'm so damned fast I can wake up at the crack of dawn, rob two banks, a train and a stage coach, shoot the tail feathers off a duck's ass at 300 feet, and still be back in bed before you wake up next to me. |