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50 cent dvd retrospective?
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This one is a quote quoted in a movie. Should be easy. |
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We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half-full of cocaine and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers. Also a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of Budweiser, a pint of raw ether, and two dozen amyls... not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get locked in a serious drug collection, the tendancy is to push it as far as you can."
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"Could you take the car out of neutral. We just got passed by a street sweeper."
License to Drive! |
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"You play that country western-crap and no one's gonna buy a stereo. You throw on some KC and the Sunshine Band, a guy looks a particular way -- and you've seen the profile sheet -- you throw on some Led Zeppelin. No. Instead, you play this twingy-twangy, yappy-dappy music. What kinda brother are you anyway, listening to that shit?" |
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Correctamundo. This is a long one, but one of my favorite movies ever! "Now i'm gonna tell ya'll a little story. I'm gonna, ask ya'll to close your eyes while i tell ya this story, i want you to listen to me, i want you to listen to yourselves. Go ahead, close your eyes, please. This is the story about a little girl, walking home from the grocery store one sunny, afternoon. I want you to picture that little girl. Suddenly a truck races up. 2 men jump out, and they grab her. And they drag her into a nearby feild, and they tie her up. Now they rip her clothes from her body, first one, then the other. Raping her. Shattering everything innocent and pure, with a vicious thrust, in the fog of drunken breath, and sweat. And when they're done, after they've, killed her tiny womb. Murdered any chance for her to bear children, to have life, beyond her own, they decide to use her for target practice. So they start throwing full beers cans at her. They throw em so hard, that it tears the flesh all the way to her bones. Then they urinate on her. Now comes the hanging. They have a rope, and they tie a noose. Now imagine the noose going tight around her neck, and a sudden blinding, jerk, she's pulled into the air and her feet and legs go kicking, but, they don't find the ground. The hanging branch isn't strong enough, it snaps and she falls, back to the earth. So they pick her up, throw her in the back of the truck, and drive out to Foggy Creek Bridge, and they pitch her over the edge. And she drops some 30 feet, down to the creek bottom below. Can ya see her? Her raped, beaten, broken body, soaked in their urine, soakked in their semen, soaked in her blood, left to die. Can ya see her? I want you to picture that little girl...........Now imagine she's white. The defense rests, your honor." |
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Do another easy one. "The reason why they have a guarrantee on the box is because they know all they sold you is a guarranteed piece of shit. Hell, I can take a crap in a box and slap a guarrantee on it for you, if that's what you want." |
"The reason why they have a guarrantee on the box is because they know all they sold you is a guarranteed piece of shit. Hell, I can take a crap in a box and slap a guarrantee on it for you, if that's what you want."
Tommy Boy! |
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"Who dumped a whole truck-load of fizzies into the swim-meet? Who delivered the medical school cadavers to the alumni dinner? Every Halloween, the trees are filled with underwear. Every spring, the toilets explode." |
National lampoon's Animal House?
Not quite sure.. |
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