Cats do not abide by the laws of nature.
You threw your babies away. And you threw your swords away. You threw your golf clubs, and your tasty treats. And you know what? I found them. And I'm gonna raise all of them.
Let me pop a quick "H" on this box, this way we all know its filled with the hornets.
See that door right there, the one marked "Pirate"? Do you think a pirate lives in there?
Life is about change, sometimes it's painful, sometimes it's beautiful, but most of the time it's both.
Oh get a job? Just get a job? Why don't I strap on my job helmet, and squeeze down into a job cannon, and fire into job land, where jobs grow on jobbies!
Cat in the wall, eh? Ok, now you're talking my language. I know this game.
I think you have me confused with someone who's far less awesome.
Listen here you beautiful %!&&#, I'm about to %#&% you up with some truth.
It's right at the top of my To Don't List.
A woman in politics is like a donkey doing calculus.
If there's one thing I hate, it's losing. If there's two things I hate, it's losing and getting cancer.
Taked baby. Meet at later bar, night or day sometime.
Fundamentals are a crutch for the talentless.
No offense but you got a $#!&&! job, you're not quite as tall as me, nobody really respects you. Me on the other hand, I got the glory, I get the fame, the money, the jewels, the cash, the Denali, getting drunk on the reg, %#&%!& good times on the reg, yachts on the reg, $@$ on the reg, basically all the $#!& that most men fantasize about.
That's Tammy, Trey's ex-girlfriend. This is classic Tammy. Trey broke up with Tammy because Maureen Kenallen said that she saw Tammy flirting with Walt Timby at a party, but she was only doing it to make Trey jealous because, you know, she thought that Trey secretly liked Erin Henebry, but Trey didn't like Erin Henebry. It was all a bunch of bull.
Dude, are my eyes seeing what my brain is telling my eyes that they're seeing?
No actually I don't. I play real sports, not tryin to be the best at exercising.
Let me tell you a little lesson buddy. The cream always rises to the top, and I'm about to show you the white hot cream of an eight grade boy.
I'll eat your babies, %!&&#!