Secondly, this is a fucking show dog with fucking papers.
Secondly, this is a fucking show dog with fucking papers.
you're not blowing
north bound horse.
So you have no frame of reference here… You're like a child who wanders into the middle of a movie
i understand .. could you slide your shorts down, please?
north bound horse.
Hedging shrubs in flip flops now.
And all I can hear is
You want a toe? I can get you a toe!
Made my son watch it last week. “Solid movie. I liked it.” Then “It was a little weird.”
My father and I don't get along, he doesn't approve of my lifestyle and, needless to say, I don't approve of his.
i won't say a hero - 'cause what's a hero ..
north bound horse.
At least that was the handle his loving parents gave him, but he never had much use for it himself. Mr. Lebowski, he called himself "The Dude". Now, "Dude" - that's a name no one would self-apply where I come from.
He thinks the carpet pissers did this?
It's a league game, Smokey.
She's not my special lady, she's my fucking lady friend. I'm just helping her conceive, man!
WHAT'S THIS DAY OF REST SHIT!!
WHAT'S THIS BULLSHIT!!!
Etz chaim he, Dude, as the ex used to say.
*and* ... we know that this is your homework
north bound horse.
Found out last week that my grandfather actually requested that his ashes be buried in a Foldgers can.
^ is there a ralph's around here?
north bound horse.
JUST BECAUSE WE'RE BEREAVED DOESN'T MAKE US SAPS!!!!
It is our most modestly priced receptacle
God damn you Walter! You fucking asshole! Everything's a fucking travesty with you, man! And what was all that shit about Vietnam? What the Fuck, has anything got to do with Vietnam? What the fuck are you talking about?
Dude, I'm sorry.
Come on Dude. Hey fuck it man.
Let's go bowling.
I’m sorry, I wasn’t listening.
Donny was a good bowler, and a good man. He was one of us. He was a man who loved the outdoors... and bowling, and as a surfer he explored the beaches of Southern California, from La Jolla to Leo Carrillo and... up to... Pismo. He died, like so many young men of his generation, he died before his time. In your wisdom, Lord, you took him, as you took so many bright flowering young men at Khe Sanh, at Langdok, at Hill 364. These young men gave their lives. And so would Donny. Donny, who loved bowling. And so, Theodore Donald Karabotsos, in accordance with what we think your dying wishes might well have been, we commit your final mortal remains to the bosom of the Pacific Ocean, which you loved so well.
Good night, sweet prince."
"fuck off you asshat gaper shit for brains fucktard wanker." - Jesus Christ
"She was tossing her bean salad with the vigor of a Drunken Pop princess so I walked out of the corner and said.... "need a hand?"" - Odin
"everybody's got their hooks into you, fuck em....forge on motherfuckers, drag all those bitches across the goal line with you." - (not so) ill-advised strategy
you're not dealin' with morons here
north bound horse.
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