–I’m sick!
–Stay that way.
….And know it’s not dangerous to confuse children with angels.
1) I used to be smart. Now I’m just stupid. 2) Shall we drink to that?
1) Shut the fuck up, shut the fuck up! 2) Let me call you a car Linda. 1) No you must really shut the fuck up, now, please, shut the fuck up.
1) You deserve to die alone for what you’ve done! 2) But I don’t know what I’ve done. 1) You should know better!
1: What are you doing?
2: I’m quietly judging you.
And it’s not dangerous to confuse childern with angels
And there is the account of the hanging of three men… and a scuba diver… and a suicide. There are stories of coincidence and chance… and intersections and strange things told… and which is which and who only knows? And we generally say, ‘Well, if that was in a movie, I wouldn’t believe it.’ Someone’s so-and-so met someone else’s so-and-so and so on. And it is the humble opinion of this narrator that strange things happen all the time. And so it goes, and so it goes. And the book says, ‘We may be through with the past, but it ain’t through with us.’
Because me and my brothers, we like to celebrate. And on the first of May, we celebrate V-day. And come June, oh baby! It is the lick of my spoon! Come August, we like to celebrate St. Suck My Big Fat Fucking Sausage!
Bottom line, language. The single key to unlocking the female analytical mind.
Build That Wall.
But it did happen.
Driving Sideways.
Fuck you, too! Don’t call me lady! I come in here, I give these things to you, you check, you make your phone calls, look suspicious, ask questions! I’m sick! I have sickness all around me and you fucking ask me about my life?! What’s wrong? Have you seen death in your bed? In your house? Where’s your fucking decency? And then I’m asked fucking questions. What’s…wrong?! You suck my dick! That’s what’s wrong! And you, you fucking call me lady?! Shame on you! Shame on you!! Shame on both of you!
Hi I’m Frank T.J. Mackey, Master of the Muffin.
How come every word you use is either cocksucker, shitballs or fuck?
I am quietly judging you
I don’t even know no ‘loud crash’.
I just told you who did it, and you weren’t even listening.
i lost my gun today. i am not a good cop.
I really do have love to give, I just don’t know where to put it.
I sometimes confuse melancholia with depression.
I used to be start, but now I’m just stupid.
I will drop kick those fucking dogs if they come near me.
I will not apologize for who I am!
I’ll be good to you…I’ll be Goddamn good to you.
I’ll tell you everything, and you tell me everything, and maybe we can get through all the piss and shit and lies that kill other people.
I’ll tell you the greatest regret of my life: I let my love go.
I’ve got my lasers, I’ve got my tasers, I’ve got my I.C.B.M. missles
It is not a crime to mistake children for angels
It would seem that we’re through with the past, but it’s not through with us.
It’s not going to stop ’til you wise up.
Momentum.
My name is Donny Smitts and I have lots of love to give
No, it is not dangerous to confuse children with angels!
Nothing Is Good Enough.
Now that I’ve met you, would you object to never seeing each other again?
Now that I’ve met you, would you object to never seeing me again.
Oh, FROGS are falling from the sky
Respect the cock and tame the cunt
Respect the cock, and tame the cunt.
Respect The Cock….tame the cunt
Save me.
Sometimes people need to go to jail. And sometimes people need to be forgiven.
The goddamn regret The goddamn regret! And I’ll die Now I’ll die The biggest regret of my life… I let my love go What did I do? The fucking regret What did I do? What did I do?
There are stories of coincidence and chance, of intersections and strange things told, and which is which and nobody knows; and we generally say, Well, if that was in a movie, I wouldn’t believe it.
This is something that happens…
When the sunshine don’t work, the Good Lord bring the rain in!
Wise Up.
You cocksucker! Isn’t that what you used to say?
You Do.
Young Pharmacy Kid: Strong, strong stuff here. What exactly you have wrong, you need all this stuff?
Linda Partridge: Motherfucker…
Young Pharmacy Kid: What are you talking about?
Linda Partridge: Who the fuck are you, who the fuck do you think you are? I come in here, you don’t know me, you don’t know who I am, what my life is, you have the balls, the indecency to ask me a question about my life?
Old Pharmacist: Please, lady, why don’t you calm down — ?
Linda Partridge: Fuck you, too! Don’t call me lady! I come in here, I give these things to you, you check, you make your phone calls, look suspicious, ask questions! I’m sick! I have sickness all around me and you fucking ask me about my life?! What’s wrong? Have you seen death in your bed? In your house? Where’s your fucking decency? And then I’m asked fucking questions. What’s…wrong?! You suck my dick! That’s what’s wrong! And you, you fucking call me lady?! Shame on you! Shame on you!! Shame on both of you!
[Tagline]__ Things fall down… people look up… and when it rains, it pours
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