I love the smell of napalm in the morning. It smells like...victory.
I love the smell of napalm in the morning. It smells like...victory.
I got a serious question for you: What the fuck are you doing?
This is not shit for you to be messin' with. Are you ready to hear something?
I want you to see if this sounds familiar: any time you try a decent crime, you got fifty ways you're gonna fuck up. If you think of twenty-five of them, then you're a genius... and you ain't no genius. You remember who told me that?
Not hard to select memorable quotes from a guy who had a single good movie. If he had pulled a Chris Farley after Happy Gilmore, we'd be talking about wasted talent and what could have been, waxing poetic about all of the classic screwball comedies he might have made. Instead, we've been treated to reality: 20 years of Billy Madison, Jack and Jill, Little Nicky...
I kind of liked watching a pineapple shoved sideways up Hitler's ass.
(not a movie but close enough)
You got any fucking idea about, hey, it's fucking distracting having somebody walking up behind Bryce in the middle of the fucking scene? Gimme a fucking answer!
I was looking at the light
Oh, good for you! And how was it? I hope it was fucking good because it's useless now, isn't it? Fuck sake, man, you're amateur.
But he's just a raggedy man....
In the town where I was born
Lived a man who sailed to sea
And he told us of his life
In the land of submarines
So we sailed up to the sun
'Til we found a sea of green
And we lived beneath the waves
In our yellow submarine
This has always been a favorite of mine........ bad language...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DpHo1Qx-stU
In the town where I was born
Lived a man who sailed to sea
And he told us of his life
In the land of submarines
So we sailed up to the sun
'Til we found a sea of green
And we lived beneath the waves
In our yellow submarine