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bkugotit · 02-13-2006, 09:12 AM

LAPD Officer Marvin Nash: What the fuc* are they waiting for? This fuc*ing guy slashes my face, and he cuts my f***ing ear off! I'm f***ing deformed!
[yells] Mr. Orange: FUC* YOU! FUC* YOU! I'M FUC*IN' DYING HERE! I'M FUC*IN' DYING!

i love it...and also from the same movie

Mr. Brown: O.K., let me tell you what Like a Virgin's about. It's all about this cooze who's a regular fuc* machine, I'm talking morning, day, night, afternoon, dic k, dic k, dic k, dic k, dic k, dic k, dic k, dic k, dic k.
Mr. Blue: How many dic ks is that?
Mr. White: A lot.
Mr. Brown: Then one day she meets this John Holmes motherfuc*er and it's like, whoa baby, I mean this cat is like Charles Bronson in the Great Escape, he's digging tunnels. Now, she's gettin' the serious **** action and she's feeling something she ain't felt since forever. Pain. Pain. It hurts her. It shouldn't hurt her, you know her puss* should be Bubble Yum by now, but when this cat fuc*s her it hurts. It hurts just like it did the first time. You see the pain is reminding a fuc* machine what it once was like to be a virgin. Hence, "Like a virgin."

i might as well quote the whole movie...

Nice Guy Eddie: C'mon, throw in a buck!
Mr. Pink: Uh-uh, I don't tip.
Nice Guy Eddie: You don't tip?
Mr. Pink: Nah, I don't believe in it.
Nice Guy Eddie: You don't believe in tipping?
Mr. Blue: You know what these chicks make? They make shi*.
Mr. Pink: Don't give me that. She don't make enough money that she can quit.
Nice Guy Eddie: I don't even know a fuc*ing Jew who'd have the balls to say that. Let me get this straight: you don't ever tip?
Mr. Pink: I don't tip because society says I have to. All right, if someone deserves a tip, if they really put forth an effort, I'll give them something a little something extra. But this tipping automatically, it's for the birds. As far as I'm concerned, they're just doing their job.
Mr. Blue: Hey, our girl was nice.
Mr. Pink: She was okay. She wasn't anything special.
Mr. Blue: What's special? Take you in the back and *** your dic k?
Nice Guy Eddie: I'd go over twelve percent for that.
Mr. Pink: I'm very sorry the government taxes their tips, that's fuc*ed up. That ain't my fault. It would seem to me that waitresses are one of the many groups the government fuc*s in the as* on a regular basis. Look, if you ask me to sign something that says the government shouldn't do that, I'll sign it, put it to a vote, I'll vote for it, but what I won't do is play ball. And as for this non-college bullshi* I got two words for that: learn to fuc*in' type, 'cause if you're expecting me to help out with the rent you're in for a big fuc*in' surprise.

02-13-2006, 09:12 AM	#27 (permalink)
bkugotit Groupie Join Date: Sep 2005 Posts: 26	LAPD Officer Marvin Nash: What the fuc* are they waiting for? This fucing guy slashes my face, and he cuts my fing ear off! I'm fing deformed! [yells] Mr. Orange: FUC YOU! FUC* YOU! I'M FUCIN' DYING HERE! I'M FUCIN' DYING! i love it...and also from the same movie Mr. Brown: O.K., let me tell you what Like a Virgin's about. It's all about this cooze who's a regular fuc* machine, I'm talking morning, day, night, afternoon, dic k, dic k, dic k, dic k, dic k, dic k, dic k, dic k, dic k. Mr. Blue: How many dic ks is that? Mr. White: A lot. Mr. Brown: Then one day she meets this John Holmes motherfucer and it's like, whoa baby, I mean this cat is like Charles Bronson in the Great Escape, he's digging tunnels. Now, she's gettin' the serious *** action and she's feeling something she ain't felt since forever. Pain. Pain. It hurts her. It shouldn't hurt her, you know her puss* should be Bubble Yum by now, but when this cat fucs her it hurts. It hurts just like it did the first time. You see the pain is reminding a fuc machine what it once was like to be a virgin. Hence, "Like a virgin." i might as well quote the whole movie... Nice Guy Eddie: C'mon, throw in a buck! Mr. Pink: Uh-uh, I don't tip. Nice Guy Eddie: You don't tip? Mr. Pink: Nah, I don't believe in it. Nice Guy Eddie: You don't believe in tipping? Mr. Blue: You know what these chicks make? They make shi. Mr. Pink: Don't give me that. She don't make enough money that she can quit. Nice Guy Eddie: I don't even know a fucing Jew who'd have the balls to say that. Let me get this straight: you don't ever tip? Mr. Pink: I don't tip because society says I have to. All right, if someone deserves a tip, if they really put forth an effort, I'll give them something a little something extra. But this tipping automatically, it's for the birds. As far as I'm concerned, they're just doing their job. Mr. Blue: Hey, our girl was nice. Mr. Pink: She was okay. She wasn't anything special. Mr. Blue: What's special? Take you in the back and *** your dic k? Nice Guy Eddie: I'd go over twelve percent for that. Mr. Pink: I'm very sorry the government taxes their tips, that's fuced up. That ain't my fault. It would seem to me that waitresses are one of the many groups the government fucs in the as* on a regular basis. Look, if you ask me to sign something that says the government shouldn't do that, I'll sign it, put it to a vote, I'll vote for it, but what I won't do is play ball. And as for this non-college bullshi* I got two words for that: learn to fucin' type, 'cause if you're expecting me to help out with the rent you're in for a big fucin' surprise. __________________ God said, "Let there be light." And Chuck Norris said, "Say please." For fun, Chuck Norris likes to visit Veterinary Hospitals. When asked if he has a sick pet, Chuck Norris flexes and says, "These pythons are pretty sick." He then kisses his pecks until all the ladies explode with orgasmic fury. They say Jesus was conceived immaculately because there are no words beautiful enough to describe Chuck Norris having sex.