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Fuck me? Fuck you! Fuck you and this whole city and everyone in it. Fuck the panhandlers, grubbing for money, and smiling at me behind my back. Fuck the squeegee men dirtying up the clean windshield of my car. Get a fucking job! Fuck the Sikhs and the Pakistanis bombing down the avenues in decrepit cabs, curry steaming out their pores, stinking up my day. Terrorists in fucking training. SLOW THE FUCK DOWN! Fuck the Chelsea boys with their waxed chests and pumped up biceps. Going down on each other in my parks and on my piers, jingling their dicks on my Channel 35. Fuck the Korean grocers with their pyramids of overpriced fruit and their tulips and roses wrapped in plastic. Ten years in the country, still no speaky English? Fuck the Russians in Brighton Beach. Mobster thugs sitting in cafés, sipping tea in little glasses, sugar cubes between their teeth. Wheelin' and dealin' and schemin'. Go back where you fucking came from! Fuck the black-hatted Hasidim, strolling up and down 47th street in their dirty gabardine with their dandruff. Selling South African apartheid diamonds! Fuck the Wall Street brokers. Self-styled masters of the universe. Michael Douglas, Gordon Gecko wannabe mother fuckers, figuring out new ways to rob hard working people blind. Send those Enron assholes to jail for FUCKING LIFE! You think Bush and Cheney didn't know about that shit? Give me a fucking break! Tyco! Worldcom! Fuck the Puerto Ricans. 20 to a car, swelling up the welfare rolls, worst fuckin' parade in the city. And don't even get me started on the Dom-in-i-cans, 'cause they make the Puerto Ricans look good. Fuck the Bensonhurst Italians with their pomaded hair, their nylon warm-up suits, their St. Anthony medallions, swinging their, Jason Giambi, Louisville slugger, baseball bats, trying to audition for the Sopranos. Fuck the Upper East Side wives with their Hermes scarves and their fifty-dollar Balducci artichokes. Overfed faces getting pulled and lifted and stretched, all taut and shiny. You're not fooling anybody, sweetheart! Fuck the uptown brothers. They never pass the ball, they don't want to play defense, they take fives steps on every lay-up to the hoop. And then they want to turn around and blame everything on the white man. Slavery ended one hundred and thirty seven years ago. Move the fuck on! Fuck the corrupt cops with their anus violating plungers and their 41 shots, standing behind a blue wall of silence. You betray our trust! Fuck the priests who put their hands down some innocent child's pants. Fuck the church that protects them, delivering us into evil. And while you're at it, fuck JC! He got off easy! A day on the cross, a weekend in hell, and all the hallelujahs of the legioned angels for eternity! Try seven years in fuckin' Otisville, J! Fuck Osama Bin Laden, Al Qaeda, and backward-ass, cave-dwelling, fundamentalist assholes everywhere. On the names of innocent thousands murdered, I pray you spend the rest of eternity with your seventy-two whores roasting in a jet-fueled fire in hell. You towel headed camel jockeys can kiss my royal Irish ass!
He's climbing in your windows, he's snatching your people up.
I like the idea of people running for office. There's a positive effect when you run for office. Maybe some will run for office and say, vote for me, I look forward to blowing up America. I don't know, I don't know if that will be their platform or not. But it's -- I don't think so. I think people who generally run for office say, vote for me, I'm looking forward to fixing your potholes, or making sure you got bread on the table." —George W. Bush, on elections in the Middle East,
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DBoy wrote:I like the idea of people running for office. There's a positive effect when you run for office. Maybe some will run for office and say, vote for me, I look forward to blowing up America. I don't know, I don't know if that will be their platform or not. But it's -- I don't think so. I think people who generally run for office say, vote for me, I'm looking forward to fixing your potholes, or making sure you got bread on the table." —George W. Bush, on elections in the Middle East,
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mrj wrote:Fuck me? Fuck you! Fuck you and this whole city and everyone in it. Fuck the panhandlers, grubbing for money, and smiling at me behind my back. Fuck the squeegee men dirtying up the clean windshield of my car. Get a fucking job! Fuck the Sikhs and the Pakistanis bombing down the avenues in decrepit cabs, curry steaming out their pores, stinking up my day. Terrorists in fucking training. SLOW THE FUCK DOWN! Fuck the Chelsea boys with their waxed chests and pumped up biceps. Going down on each other in my parks and on my piers, jingling their dicks on my Channel 35. Fuck the Korean grocers with their pyramids of overpriced fruit and their tulips and roses wrapped in plastic. Ten years in the country, still no speaky English? Fuck the Russians in Brighton Beach. Mobster thugs sitting in cafés, sipping tea in little glasses, sugar cubes between their teeth. Wheelin' and dealin' and schemin'. Go back where you fucking came from! Fuck the black-hatted Hasidim, strolling up and down 47th street in their dirty gabardine with their dandruff. Selling South African apartheid diamonds! Fuck the Wall Street brokers. Self-styled masters of the universe. Michael Douglas, Gordon Gecko wannabe mother fuckers, figuring out new ways to rob hard working people blind. Send those Enron assholes to jail for FUCKING LIFE! You think Bush and Cheney didn't know about that shit? Give me a fucking break! Tyco! Worldcom! Fuck the Puerto Ricans. 20 to a car, swelling up the welfare rolls, worst fuckin' parade in the city. And don't even get me started on the Dom-in-i-cans, 'cause they make the Puerto Ricans look good. Fuck the Bensonhurst Italians with their pomaded hair, their nylon warm-up suits, their St. Anthony medallions, swinging their, Jason Giambi, Louisville slugger, baseball bats, trying to audition for the Sopranos. Fuck the Upper East Side wives with their Hermes scarves and their fifty-dollar Balducci artichokes. Overfed faces getting pulled and lifted and stretched, all taut and shiny. You're not fooling anybody, sweetheart! Fuck the uptown brothers. They never pass the ball, they don't want to play defense, they take fives steps on every lay-up to the hoop. And then they want to turn around and blame everything on the white man. Slavery ended one hundred and thirty seven years ago. Move the fuck on! Fuck the corrupt cops with their anus violating plungers and their 41 shots, standing behind a blue wall of silence. You betray our trust! Fuck the priests who put their hands down some innocent child's pants. Fuck the church that protects them, delivering us into evil. And while you're at it, fuck JC! He got off easy! A day on the cross, a weekend in hell, and all the hallelujahs of the legioned angels for eternity! Try seven years in fuckin' Otisville, J! Fuck Osama Bin Laden, Al Qaeda, and backward-ass, cave-dwelling, fundamentalist assholes everywhere. On the names of innocent thousands murdered, I pray you spend the rest of eternity with your seventy-two whores roasting in a jet-fueled fire in hell. You towel headed camel jockeys can kiss my royal Irish ass!
That's a pretty heavy moment in the flick, still unsure about it's context in regards to Ed's character, maybe the hardships not defined enough...
That part of the movie blew me away completley. I remember sitting in the cinema and just thinking to myself "this movie is fucking awesome".
I see your point though, I'm missing where the motivation is coming from. Of course I completley missed the point of the very end of the film (i.e. alternate life bizzo) and had to have someone explain it to me.
I'm always complaining about directors smacking audiences over the head with obvious metaphors or the like, but I guess I should often keep my mouth shut cos when they don't make it obvious I tend to miss it completley.
I mean, I thought animal farm was just the dark sequel to charlottes web!
I see your point though, I'm missing where the motivation is coming from. Of course I completley missed the point of the very end of the film (i.e. alternate life bizzo) and had to have someone explain it to me.
I'm always complaining about directors smacking audiences over the head with obvious metaphors or the like, but I guess I should often keep my mouth shut cos when they don't make it obvious I tend to miss it completley.
I mean, I thought animal farm was just the dark sequel to charlottes web!
He's climbing in your windows, he's snatching your people up.
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jbs wrote:Heh.fooishbar wrote:lucas wrote:Oh, I love mutt.
It is pretty cool though.
Although I typeset in LaTeX if given a choice, so I may not count
read this if you get time, jbs - Printing a Book With CSS: Boom!.
CSS3, baby!
DRS wrote:It’s uplifting while we drift through time,
‘cause we keep pushing the vibe.
Thats pretty cool. Actually very cool!system wrote:jbs wrote:Heh.fooishbar wrote:
It is pretty cool though.
Although I typeset in LaTeX if given a choice, so I may not count
read this if you get time, jbs - Printing a Book With CSS: Boom!.
CSS3, baby!
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yeah, Prince is good. I've used it to output a site I did for Lend Lease as a PDF recently. did a cracking good job!jbs wrote:Thats pretty cool. Actually very cool!system wrote:jbs wrote: Heh.
It is pretty cool though.
Although I typeset in LaTeX if given a choice, so I may not count
read this if you get time, jbs - Printing a Book With CSS: Boom!.
CSS3, baby!
DRS wrote:It’s uplifting while we drift through time,
‘cause we keep pushing the vibe.
You know Darryl, in the comparatively short time that I've known you, you have demonstrated every loathsome characteristic of the male personality, and even discovered a few new ones. You're physically repulsive, intellectually retarded, you're morally reprehensible, vulgar, insensitive, selfish, stupid, you have no taste, a lousy sense of humour and you smell. You're not even interesting enough to make me sick.
(Have I already done this one?? It's a favourite )
(Have I already done this one?? It's a favourite )
Only the meek get pinched...the bold survive
I'll tell you what I'm blathering about... I've got information man! New shit has come to light! And shit... man, she kidnapped herself. Well sure, man. Look at it... a young trophy wife, in the parlance of our times, you know, and she, uh, uh, owes money all over town, including to known pornographers, and that's cool... that's, that's cool, I'm, I'm saying, she needs money, man. And of course they're going to say that they didn't get it, because... she wants more, man! She's got to feed the monkey, I mean uh... hasn't that ever occurred to you, man?
He's climbing in your windows, he's snatching your people up.
yeah thats an ad for "V for Vandetta" smoothSaw a billboard this morning that said something to the effect of:
"People shouldn't be afraid of their Governments - Government's should be afraid of their people."
Awesome!
"Either lead me, Follow me, or get the fuck out of my way"
The rubber plant was surprised. If the rubber plant could have spoken, it wouldn't have said anything. That's how surprised the rubber plant was.
Ron Burgundy: Boy, that escalated quickly... I mean, that really got out of hand fast!
Champ Kind: It jumped up a notch!
Ron Burgundy: It did, didn't it?
Brick Tamland: Yeah, I stabbed a man in the heart!
Ron Burgundy: I saw that! Brick killed a guy! Did you throw a trident?
Brick Tamland: Yeah, there were horses, and a man on fire, and I killed a guy with a trident!
Ron Burgundy: Brick, I've been meaning to talk to you about that. You should find yourself a safehouse or a relative close by. Lay low for a while, because you're probably wanted for murder
Been watchin this tonight, looooove Anchorman...gold
Champ Kind: It jumped up a notch!
Ron Burgundy: It did, didn't it?
Brick Tamland: Yeah, I stabbed a man in the heart!
Ron Burgundy: I saw that! Brick killed a guy! Did you throw a trident?
Brick Tamland: Yeah, there were horses, and a man on fire, and I killed a guy with a trident!
Ron Burgundy: Brick, I've been meaning to talk to you about that. You should find yourself a safehouse or a relative close by. Lay low for a while, because you're probably wanted for murder
Been watchin this tonight, looooove Anchorman...gold
Where did you get that hand grenade???Lauren wrote:Ron Burgundy: Boy, that escalated quickly... I mean, that really got out of hand fast!
Champ Kind: It jumped up a notch!
Ron Burgundy: It did, didn't it?
Brick Tamland: Yeah, I stabbed a man in the heart!
Ron Burgundy: I saw that! Brick killed a guy! Did you throw a trident?
Brick Tamland: Yeah, there were horses, and a man on fire, and I killed a guy with a trident!
Ron Burgundy: Brick, I've been meaning to talk to you about that. You should find yourself a safehouse or a relative close by. Lay low for a while, because you're probably wanted for murder
Been watchin this tonight, looooove Anchorman...gold
I DON'T KNOW!
Classic call Lauren
Only the meek get pinched...the bold survive
I DONT KNOW WHAT WE'RE YELLING ABOUT?!!!The Mixtress wrote:Where did you get that hand grenade???Lauren wrote:Ron Burgundy: Boy, that escalated quickly... I mean, that really got out of hand fast!
Champ Kind: It jumped up a notch!
Ron Burgundy: It did, didn't it?
Brick Tamland: Yeah, I stabbed a man in the heart!
Ron Burgundy: I saw that! Brick killed a guy! Did you throw a trident?
Brick Tamland: Yeah, there were horses, and a man on fire, and I killed a guy with a trident!
Ron Burgundy: Brick, I've been meaning to talk to you about that. You should find yourself a safehouse or a relative close by. Lay low for a while, because you're probably wanted for murder
Been watchin this tonight, looooove Anchorman...gold
I DON'T KNOW!
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I love talking about the Kennedy assassination, because to me it's a great example of a totalitarian government's ability to manage information and thus keep us in the dark anyway they deem...
sorry, wrong meeting. That's the meeting we're having tomorrow at the docks.
sorry, wrong meeting. That's the meeting we're having tomorrow at the docks.
Only the meek get pinched...the bold survive
Dogma....
Jay: Yo man, tell me something about me.
Rufus: You masturbate more than anyone on the planet.
Jay: Aw fuck, everyone knows that. Tell me something nobody knows.
Rufus: When you do it, you're thinking about guys.
Jay: Dude, not all the time.
Jay: I feel like I'm Han Solo, and you're Chewie, and she's Ben Kenobi, and we're in that fucked-up bar.
Jay: Yo man, tell me something about me.
Rufus: You masturbate more than anyone on the planet.
Jay: Aw fuck, everyone knows that. Tell me something nobody knows.
Rufus: When you do it, you're thinking about guys.
Jay: Dude, not all the time.
Jay: I feel like I'm Han Solo, and you're Chewie, and she's Ben Kenobi, and we're in that fucked-up bar.
Waking quickly from dream:Lauren wrote:Dogma....
Jay: Yo man, tell me something about me.
Rufus: You masturbate more than anyone on the planet.
Jay: Aw fuck, everyone knows that. Tell me something nobody knows.
Rufus: When you do it, you're thinking about guys.
Jay: Dude, not all the time.
Jay: I feel like I'm Han Solo, and you're Chewie, and she's Ben Kenobi, and we're in that fucked-up bar.
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"... and they have left it exactly as it was at the time of the Kennedy assisination, Oswald is nowhere to be seen"The Mixtress wrote:I love talking about the Kennedy assassination, because to me it's a great example of a totalitarian government's ability to manage information and thus keep us in the dark anyway they deem...
sorry, wrong meeting. That's the meeting we're having tomorrow at the docks.
Fantastic. I think I'd like this girly friend of yours. I was taught a fabulous alternative word from tampons from a similar friend...strategem wrote:rather drunk friend of mine, putting down the house wine in -
"that....tates like I've been punched in the cunt"
right up till that point I had thought she was the classiest chick I knew. that comment, followed later with "god, I'm sweating like a rapist" quickly changed my mind
pussy bullets
Used in a sentence: Need to pop down to the 7-11 for some pussy bullets. Riding the cotton camel you know
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the.....cotton....camel......?The Mixtress wrote: Fantastic. I think I'd like this girly friend of yours. I was taught a fabulous alternative word from tampons from a similar friend...
pussy bullets
Used in a sentence: Need to pop down to the 7-11 for some pussy bullets. Riding the cotton camel you know
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these were too good not to post
Girl #1: Oh my god! I just heard that Katie Holmes had her baby! Katie Holmes had her baby, everyone!
Girl #2: Xenu commands you to shut the fuck up while I'm on the phone with my dealer.
--6th Avenue & West 4th Street
Guy: There is this guy who says that men and women are from different planets.
Girl: Oh, Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus. It's just a metaphor.
Guy: Oh, right. They came on meteors.
--L train
and my fav -
Guy #1: I love her so much...I won't even jack off to her.
Guy #2: I guess I don't love her as much as you do.
--Broadway & Thames
yes im obsessed with overheardinnewyork.com
Girl #1: Oh my god! I just heard that Katie Holmes had her baby! Katie Holmes had her baby, everyone!
Girl #2: Xenu commands you to shut the fuck up while I'm on the phone with my dealer.
--6th Avenue & West 4th Street
Guy: There is this guy who says that men and women are from different planets.
Girl: Oh, Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus. It's just a metaphor.
Guy: Oh, right. They came on meteors.
--L train
and my fav -
Guy #1: I love her so much...I won't even jack off to her.
Guy #2: I guess I don't love her as much as you do.
--Broadway & Thames
yes im obsessed with overheardinnewyork.com
New Hampshire's alright if you like fighting.
I tell you what this reading this page made me laugh lots!!!!
No quote just appreciation, cause nobody has made me laugh on MB for a while, Hardy is being a soft cock!!
Actually no I will contribute, Oscar Wilde has some very awesome quotes, so here is one:
"America is the only country that went from barbarism to decadence without civilisation in between"
True, true...
No quote just appreciation, cause nobody has made me laugh on MB for a while, Hardy is being a soft cock!!
Actually no I will contribute, Oscar Wilde has some very awesome quotes, so here is one:
"America is the only country that went from barbarism to decadence without civilisation in between"
True, true...
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