I guess I seen somethin' every bit as stupefyin' as you'd see in any of them other places. And in English, too. So I can die with a smile on my face, without feelin' like the good Lord gypped me.
Due, that's a name no one would self-apply where I come from.
Also, let's not forget - let's not forget, Dude - that keeping wildlife, an amphibious rodent, for uh, domestic, you know, within the city - that aint legal either.
Uh, uh, papers, um, just papers, uh, you know, uh, my papers, business papers.
Oh boy. How ya gonna keep 'em down on the farm once they've seen Karl Hungus.
Wouldn't hold out much hope for the tape deck though, or the Creedence.
Darker'n a black steer's tookus on a moonless prairie night. There was no bottom.
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This is not 'Nam. This is bowling. There are rules.
You mean coitus?
In a sense, yes. My art has been commended as being strongly vaginal which bothers some men. The word itself makes some men uncomfortable. Vagina.
Uh, I'm just gonna go find a cash machine.
Yeah well, I still jerk off manually.
Fortunately, I'm adhering to a pretty strict, uh, drug, uh, regimen to keep my mind, you know, uh, limber.
Well, there isn't a literal connection, dude.
That was me... and six other guys.
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Oh, come on Donny, they were threatening castration! Are we gonna split hairs here? Am I wrong?
Fuckin' A, man. I got a rash, man.
You have got to buck up, man. You cannot drag this negative energy in to the tournament!
What do you mean brought it bowling, dude? I didn't rent it shoes. I'm not buying it a fucking beer. He's not taking your fucking turn, dude.
You didn't think I was rolling out of here naked!
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