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Oh I’m sorry, did I break your concentration?
Aw man, I shot Marvin in the face.
You know what they call a quarter pounder in Paris?
And you will know that I am the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon you.
Old School and Office Space
No. No, man. Shit, no, man. I believe you’d get your ass kicked sayin’ something like that, man.
Sounds like someone has the case of the mondays.
Kung Pow Enter the fist.
My nipples look like milk duds
Leap that wall, if you’re so great
Also, dude, Chinaman is not the preferred nomenclature. Asian-American, please.
I’m not talking about the guys who built the fucking railroad here.
That rug really brought the room together.
I see you’re not a golfer.
Mind if a do a J?
You can guess what happens next?
He fixed the cable?
