Thursday, November 10, 2005
Man, I crack myself up.....
(All of these were borrowed from IMDB.com)
National Lampoon’s Loaded Weapon 1
Capt. Doyle: Don't be so fast to thank me on this, Luger, because you're going to be naked on this one. It's on the line for you. People are going to be watching. Now you blow it, you're going down. You screw up, you're going to be hung out to dry. You drop the ball, you're going to be left twisting in the wind. If you embarrass this department, your pants will be dancing with figs. Is that clear?
Luger: Everything except for the dancing with figs part.
[Colt and Luger's car blows up]
Colt: Good thing we took valet.
Luger: Taxi!
[The taxi blows up]
Colt: I guess we're making somebody nervous. But I'll tell you this: It's gonna take a helluva lot more than a couple of car bombs to get us off of this case.
Luger: Not a helluva lot more.
Eurotrip
Hooligan: So I tell the swamp donkey to sock it before I give her a trunky in the tradesman's entrance and have her lick me yarbles!
[Laughs]
Cooper: Wow. You guys are on a completely different level of swearing here.
Brain Donors
Roland T. Flakfizer: I didn't know the meaning of the word "no," but he had it down pretty good.
Roland T. Flakfizer: Some day you'll have my children. In fact, they're in the car if you want them.
Roland T. Flakfizer: If there's anything I can ever do for you... forget it, because I don't do those kinds of things.
Jacques: Are you Roland T. Flakfizer?
Flakfizer: That all depends. Do I owe you money?
Jacques: No.
Flakfizer: In a drunken stupor, did I promise to marry you?
Jacques: No.
Flakfizer: Then I'm your man!
Top Secret
General Streck, German High Command: [Talking on the phone] What is the condition of Sergeant Kruger?
[Pause]
General Streck, German High Command: Very well, let me know if there is any change in his condition.
[Hangs up]
General Streck, German High Command: He's dead.
Latrine, Resistance Member: [Throws dead carrier pigeon on table]
Latrine, Resistance Member: We have a traitor in our midst.
Deja Vu: Well done, Latrine. I see that you have taken care of him appropriately.
Du Quois: [Looks at Deja Vu] Not the bird, you fool! This is a carrier pigeon on its way to the German Headquarters.
And I almost forgot....
Get Over It
Dr. Desmond Forest Oates: I'd like you to read this poster and tell me what it says at the bottom.
Kelly: "No food or drink allowed in the auditorium at any time."
Dr. Desmond Forest Oates: It says "Twelve original songs by Dr. Desmond Forest Oates."
Kelly: Oh, that part.
Dr. Desmond Forest Oates: Yes, that part. I'll tell you what it doesn't say. It doesn't say "Additional lyrics by little miss sassy pants."
Dr. Desmond Forest Oates: Go Del.
Del: Go bid the huntsmen, wake them with their horns.
Dr. Desmond Forest Oates: Hold it- yes um- um what can I... You'd tell me if you'd had a stroke
Dr. Desmond Forest Oates: Mr. Landers, how nice of you to join us. And thanks for not showering. What a super instinct.
Dr. Desmond Forest Oates: What direction do you think "left" is? See, because if you go with your instinct and reverse it, I think we have something happening. How difficult is this? I'm so alone, I think.
Jessica: I am trying. You are intimidating me.
Dr. Desmond Forest Oates: Well you are FRIGHTENING me. You understand that? How do you get dressed in the morning? Do you have people come in, or do you just lie in state?
Dr. Desmond Forest Oates: Keep icing your front bum. Swelling continues if you don't ice. And I need you... not really.
Thursday, November 03, 2005
Guess who's back, back again?
On a different note, here's a pic of the new Bugatti Veyron:
0-255 mph in 55 seconds, and 1000 hp if anybody has a spare $1.25 million laying around. There's a pretty good article about it in the new Automobile magazine, where they drive one on the Autobahn. Driving that fast means you're covering like 367 feet per second, which is just insane. I can't imagine going that fast in a car, or even being passed by a car going that fast. Clearly drivers there are more friendly than here, because the last time I was involved in a high speed passing situation (as a passenger in a certain RSX), this van pulling a trailer whipped over into the left hand lane for no reason, other than to be a jerk and slow us down. I believe D-Noc had to change his pants after that one.
I guess that's about it for now, I'm off to work. Probably have to go move some more insanely heavy crap for no reason, because that's apparently what I do.
