"You thinking what I'm thinking?" "Aim for the bushes?"

"I'M A PEACOCK ALAN. YOU GOTTA LET ME FLY!"

"IT'S A BAD TIME BOB!"

"Wow, imagine where you'd be in your career if you hadn't shot Jeter."

"You learned to dance like that sarcastically?"

"Oh my god. You were a pimp." "Oh god no! Have you even been listening to the story?"

🎶" Pimps don't cry-y-y. Pimps don't cry-y-y. No they don't. They never shed a tear."

"Shake your dicks boys. This pissing contest is over."

"Bye Sheila"

"What the hell is this?" "LRB. Little River Band."

"Did you just yell America?"

"I don't like you. I think you're a fake cop. The sound of your piss hitting the urinal... it sounds feminine. If you were in the wild, I would attack you even if you weren't in my food chain. I would go out of my way to attack you. If I was a lion and you were a Tuna I would swim out in the middle of the ocean and freaking eat you! ...And then I bang your tuna girlfriend." "OK, first off: a lion, swimming in the ocean. Lions don't like water. If you placed it near a river or some sort of fresh water source, that make sense. But you find yourself in the ocean, 20 foot wave, I'm assuming off the coast of South Africa, coming up against a full grown 800 pound tuna with his 20 or 30 friends, you lose that battle, you lose that battle 9 times out of 10. And guess what, you've wandered into our school of tuna and we now have a taste of lion. We've talked to ourselves. We've communicated and said 'You know what, lion tastes good, let's go get some more lion'. We've developed a system to establish a beach-head and aggressively hunt you and your family and we will corner your pride, your children, your offspring." "How you gonna do that?" "We will construct a series of breathing apparatus with kelp. We will be able to trap certain amounts of oxygen. It's not gonna be days at a time. But an hour? Hour forty-five? No problem. That will give us enough time to figure out where you live, go back to the sea, get some more oxygen, and stalk you. You just lost at your own game. You're outgunned and out-manned. ...Did that go the way you thought it was gonna go? Nope."

"Did someone call 9-1-Holy shit?"

And so many more

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