Favorite Quotes

"Talking out of turn...that's a paddling. Looking out the window...that's a paddling. Staring at my sandals...that's a paddling. Paddling the school canoe...ooh, you better believe that's a paddling."

- Jasper, The Simpsons


Makes me laugh everytime I hear it.
 

ChefChiTown

The secret ingredient? MY BALLS
Our time
Is through
I'm done
With you

But that doesn't keep me from coming around
You've still got a lock on this boy
I'm wrapped around your finger and it's bringing me down
Yeah, you're playing me like a toy

I saw
You there
But you
Didn't care

I saw his face and I saw what you did
Just who in the hell was he?
I saw the thing I can't believe that you hid
Why would you do that to me?

I'm such a fool
I'm such a fool for you
It isn't cool
It isn't cool what you do to me

I wish
We never
Ended up
Together

Because my heart can't take this betrayal no more
But we both know I'll never leave
It's the same old lies that you've told me before
But I don't know who to believe

I'm such a fool
I'm such a fool for you
It isn't cool
It isn't cool what you do to me

(Breakdown)

We came
And went
But the time
Was hardly worth spent, and it's all my fault

Well, I've made my mistakes but my biggest one was you
And now I'm trying really hard to forget
But like a vulture silently circling the everlasting blue
Loving you is something I'll always regret, till the day I die

I'm such a fool
I'm such a fool for you
It isn't cool
It isn't cool what you do

I'm such a fool
I'm such a fool for you
It isn't cool
It isn't cool what you do to me
 

METAL HEAD

Closed Account
man you people are FUCKING FREAK"S somthing's the matter with you people.
somthing worng you people you like weird little freak's.
mark morton prepare for the fucking sucker punch- randy of lamb of god drunk
 
"I have never enjoyed 12 minutes so much. Sex is an anti-climax after that"
Recently retired jumps jockey Mick Fitzgerald after winning the 1996 Aintree Grand National on Rough Quest
 
You have meddled with the primal forces of nature, Mr. Beale, and I won't have it! Is that clear? You think you've merely stopped a business deal. That is not the case! The Arabs have taken billions of dollars out of this country, and now they must put it back! It is ebb and flow, tidal gravity! It is ecological balance! You are an old man who thinks in terms of nations and peoples. There are no nations. There are no peoples. There are no Russians. There are no Arabs. There are no third worlds. There is no West. There is only one holistic system of systems, one vast and immane, interwoven, interacting, multivariate, multinational dominion of dollars. Petro-dollars, electro-dollars, multi-dollars, reichmarks, rins, rubles, pounds, and shekels. It is the international system of currency which determines the totality of life on this planet. That is the natural order of things today. That is the atomic and subatomic and galactic structure of things today! And YOU have meddled with the primal forces of nature, and YOU...WILL...ATONE!

Am I getting through to you, Mr. Beale? You get up on your little twenty-one inch screen and howl about America and democracy. There is no America. There is no democracy. There is only IBM, and ITT, and AT&T, and DuPont, Dow, Union Carbide, and Exxon. Those *are* the nations of the world today. What do you think the Russians talk about in their councils of state, Karl Marx? They get out their linear programming charts, statistical decision theories, minimax solutions, and compute the price-cost probabilities of their transactions and investments, just like we do. We no longer live in a world of nations and ideologies, Mr. Beale. The world is a college of corporations, inexorably determined by the immutable bylaws of business. The world is a business, Mr. Beale. It has been since man crawled out of the slime. And our children will live, Mr. Beale, to see that . . . perfect world . . . in which there's no war or famine, oppression or brutality. One vast and ecumenical holding company, for whom all men will work to serve a common profit, in which all men will hold a share of stock. All necessities provided, all anxieties tranquilized, all boredom amused. And I have chosen you, Mr. Beale, to preach this evangel.

Arthur Jensen (Network 1976)
 

Violator79

Take a Hit, Spunker!
"The future doesn't belong to the fainthearted; it belongs to the brave. The Challenger crew was pulling us into the future, and we'll continue to follow them... We will never forget them, nor the last time we saw them, this morning, as they prepared for their journey and waved goodbye and 'slipped the surly bonds of Earth' to 'touch the face of God."

- President Ronald Reagan on the Challenger Shuttle Disaster
 

METAL HEAD

Closed Account
PRESTO BITCH !!!

sitch= so were going miss ozzfest tomorrow huh?
shmotz= that everything in your bunk BITCH
fucking new guy better back the fuck down
EVERYTHING"S IN YOUR BUNK BITCH!!! crinkeling of newspaper

gravy= dude your not in the bathroom
(shmotz pissing on floor) i know sorry dude i signed the contract

do what's this behind your on look it's a FUCKING BACKPACK
oh this it's a triple x's patch bitch

mushroomhead dvd vol 1
 
It is often argued that religion is valuable because it makes men good, but even if this were true it would not be a proof that religion is true. That would be an extension of pragmatism beyond endurance. Santa Claus makes children good in precisely the same way, and yet no one would argue seriously that the fact proves his existence. The defense of religion is full of such logical imbecilities. - H.L. Mencken
 

L3ggy

Special Operations FOX-HOUND
"Challenge Him, You Must." - Yoda
 

om3ga

It's good to be the king...
History will be kind to me, for I intend to write it.
Sir Winston Leonard Spencer-Churchill (1874 – 1965)
 

om3ga

It's good to be the king...
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the center cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
"The Second Coming"
William Butler Yeats (13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939)
 

Violator79

Take a Hit, Spunker!
"Have you ever noticed that when you're driving that anyone who's driving slower than you is an idiot? And anyone who's driving faster than you is a maniac?"

- George Carlin
 
"If you ride a motorcycle, it is not a matter of IF you're going to have an accident, it is a matter of WHEN"
 
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