Apart from seasoning the lobster bisque, he farted on the meringue, sneezed on braised endive, and as for the cream of mushroom soup, well… [size=75]–Fight Club[/size]
Clarence: "In ‘Jailhouse Rock’ he’s everything rockabilly’s about. Imean, he is rockabilly: mean, surly, nasty, rude. In that movie he couldn’t give a fuck about anything except rockin’ and rollin’, livin’ fast, dyin’young, and leaving a good-lookin’ corpse. I love that scene where after he’s made it big he’s throwing a big cocktail party, and all these highbrows are there, and he’s singing, ‘Baby You’re So Square…Baby, I Don’t care.’ Now, they got him dressed like a dick. He’s wearing these stupid-lookin’ pants, this horrible sweater. Elvis ain’y no sweater boy. I evan think they got him wearin’ penny loafers. Despite all that shit, all the highbrows at the party, big house, the stupid clothes, he’s still a rude lookin’ motherfucker. I’d watch that hillbilly and I’d want to be him so bad. Elvis looked good. I’m no fag, but Elvis was good-lookin’. He was fuckin’ prettier than most women. I always said if I ever had to fuck a guy…I mean had too 'cause my life depended on it…I’d fuck Elvis.
Lucy: “I’d fuck Elvis.”
Clarence: “Really?”
Lucy: “When he was alive. I wouldn’t fuck him now.”
Clarence: “I don’t blame you.”
Clarence: “So we’d both fuck Elvis. It’s nice to meet people with common interests, isn’t it?”
Last night I had a dream that you grew a flower on the trampoline and I was so happy that I invented peanut butter! [size=75]–All the Real Girls.[/size]
…a leprechaun sent it to me – says he found it under a bridge next to a treasure chest filled with all that glitters, and a few souls. Hey, how can you see? you are supposed to be a 'bot! :o
Neal: “I just get the feeling that you’re just fucking with me.”
O.W. Grant: “Don’t take it personally kid, I fuck with everybody. It’s what I do. In fact I recommend it to be an unending soruse of amusment.”
~Interstate 60