No reason… I just like doin things like that…
I’m the Anti-Christ. You got me in a vendetta kind of mood. You tell the angels in heaven you never seen evil so singularly personified as you did in the face of the man who killed you. My name is Vincent Coccotti. I work as counsel for Mr. Blue Lou Boyle, the man your son stole from. I hear you were once a cop so I can assume you’ve heard of us before. Am I correct?
Come on, Sporto! Level with me. Do you slip her the hot beef injection?
There are two kinds of fat people:
People that were born to be fat, and people that were once thin but they became fat.
Dammit, Mom! I got my headgear on!
I’ll shove that bat up your ass and turn you in to a popsicle.
Who wants a mustache ride?
A Clockwork Orange quotes rule the earth [:)]
Those lousy skin headed fucks!
And now you’re gonna die, wearing that silly little hat.
Bring us a pitcher of beer every 7 minutes until someone passes out.Then bring us one every 10 minutes.
I’m gonna make Wayne Gretzky’s head bleed for super fan number 99 over there.
Oh well, I’ll probably wind up working at Great America, mopping up hurl and lung butter…
First you wanna kiss me.Then you wanna kill me.Blow.
Now you get to drink from the FIRE HOSE!!!
Let’s take a moment to find out a liitle bit about the man behind the mess: Greg. May I call you Greg? Now tell us, Greg, how you got into spilling food? Were you a messy baby? Did you hate your strained peas? Well, you know how most psychologists tell us that guys get into bodybuilding to compensate for a lack of IQ, or a small weenie. Which is it, Greg? Well, those of us in Greg’s gym class certainly know the the answer to that one.
I’m not gonna be ignored, Dan.
This is the greatest thread in the entire history of the internet.
Why,yes…yes it is…thanks for resurrecting it,acid…
Although hard to believe that thread is almost a decade old…sheesh…