Why does he keep calling me meat?




Bull Durham

Dr. Scanlon. The famous Dr. Scanlon.

Sorry to interrupt...but Grandma's is eating through her gag.

Going somewhere?

Why I wouldn't dream of it; my lil party is just getting started ... heeheeeheeheeeeheee...

Ya know what I'm gonna get ya for Christmas next year...

a big wooden cross and every time you feel unappreciated

for all your efforts you can climb up

and nail yourself to it.

Love that!

I want an official Red Ryder, carbine action, two-hundred shot range model air rifle!

No, you'll shoot your eye out!

It's amazing Molly...the love, ya take it with you.

Wow, man, Centreville ...

I'd rather be his whore than your wife...


Rose in Titanic

Shaken not Stirred.

Any James Bond Movie

....and that I could shoot all the bluejays I wanted, if I could hit'em, but

remember it was a sin to kill a mockingbird. I reckon because mockingbirds

don't do anything but make music for us to enjoy...

They don't do one single thing but just sing their hearts out for us.

No wire hangers ..... EVER!

Mommie Dearest

Don`t call me that unless you mean it.

You don`t know where my hands have been.

You're out of your tree.

It's not my tree.

Stellaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ...

I want a Red-Ryder-Carbine-Action-Single-Shot-Air-Rifle with a compass in the stock. eeeewww..

I believe in the soul. The C*ck, the pus*y, the small of a woman’s back, the hanging curve ball, high-fiver, good Scotch, that the novels of Susan Sontag are self-indulgent, overrated crap, I believe that Lee Harvey Oswald acted alone, I believe there oughta be a constitutional amendment outlawing Astroturf and the designated hitter. I believe in the sweet spot, soft-core pornography, opening your presents Christmas morning rather than Christmas Eve, and I believe in long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days. Good night!

"I'm your Huckleberry."

Shane! Shane! Come back!