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Post by Azrael Turnbull on May 12, 2006 9:54:01 GMT -5
Text on Spike Milligan's grave:
"I told you I was unwell!"
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Post by Austin on Jun 3, 2006 14:28:24 GMT -5
actually his grave stone is in gaelic  |
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Post by Azrael Turnbull on Jun 4, 2006 4:58:41 GMT -5
... fine!
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Post by Austin on Aug 11, 2006 9:23:51 GMT -5
"if in doubt, blame it on a flamingo"
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Post by Azrael Turnbull on Aug 11, 2006 10:27:31 GMT -5
The longest day!
German guy: WHERE DID YOU COME FROM!!!
English paratrooper: Awfully sorry old chap... I seem to have landed here by accident!
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Post by Tinaldor on Aug 12, 2006 4:51:26 GMT -5
"Ma Mamma always said, life is like a box of chocolates, ya never know what youre gonna git!" - Forrest Gump - great film
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Post by Azrael Turnbull on Aug 12, 2006 5:39:38 GMT -5
XD I've seen a WWE version of that with Eugene and William Regal... It was sooo funny! ^^
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Post by Targuhl Dawneater on Nov 7, 2006 7:55:57 GMT -5
A few favourite sayings of mine...
"Clarity of mind means clarity of passion, too; this is why a great and clear mind loves ardently and sees distinctly what it loves. "- Blaise Pascal
"For me, to live is Christ, and to die is gain." - The Apostle St. Paul, Philippians 1:21
Some lines from my all-time favourite film, Taxi Driver...
Iris: God, you're square.
Travis Bickle: Hey, I'm not square, you're the one that's square. Your full of s***, man. What are you talking about? You walk out with those f***in' creeps and low-lifes and degenerates out on the streets and you sell your little p**** for peanuts? For some low-life pimp who stands in the hall? And I'm square? You're the one that's square, man. I don't go s***ing f*** with bunch of killers and junkies like you do. You call that bein' hip? What world are you from?
Travis Bickle: The days go on and on... they don't end. All my life needed was a sense of someplace to go. I don't believe that one should devote his life to morbid self-attention, I believe that one should become a person like other people.
Travis Bickle: All the animals come out at night - sleepers, skunk p*****s, b*****s, queens, fairies, dopers, junkies, sick, venal. Someday a real rain will come and wash all this scum off the streets.
Travis Bickle: Listen, you f***ers, you screwheads. Here is a man who would not take it anymore. A man who stood up against the scum, the c***s, the dogs, the filth, the s***. Here is a man who stood up.
Travis Bickle: Now I see this clearly. My whole life is pointed in one direction. There never has been a choice for me.
[into a mirror]
Travis Bickle: You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? Then who the hell else are you talkin' to? You talkin' to me? Well, I'm the only one here. Who do the f**k do you think you're talking to? Oh, yeah? Ok.
[whips out sleeve gun]
Travis Bickle: Huh?
Travis Bickle: Loneliness has followed me my whole life, everywhere. In bars, in cars, sidewalks, stores, everywhere. There's no escape. I'm God's lonely man.
Travis Bickle: I realize now how much she's just like the others, cold and distant, and many people are like that, women for sure, they're like a union.
Travis Bickle: I first saw her at Palantine Campaign headquarters at 63rd and Broadway. She was wearing a white dress. She appeared like an angel. Out of this filthy mess, she is alone. They... cannot... touch... her.
Sport: Well, take it or leave it. If you want to save yourself some money, don't f*** her. Cause you'll be back here every night for some more. Man, she's twelve and a half years old. You never had no p**** like that. You can do anything you want with her. You can c** on her, f*** her in the mouth, f*** her in the a**, c** on her face, man. She get your c*** so hard she'll make it explode. But no rough stuff, all right?
Travis Bickle: [Walks up to Sport] Hey Sport.
Sport: Hey, my man. Don't I know you?
Travis Bickle: How's life in the pimp business?
Sport: Don't I know you?
Travis Bickle: Don't I know you? You know Iris?
Sport: I don't know Iris.
Travis Bickle: You don't know anybody named Iris?
Sport: I don't know nobody named Iris! Iris? Come man, go back to your own f***ing tribe, before you get hurt. I don't want any trouble.
Travis Bickle: You got a gun?
Sport: Get out of here! Get the f*** out of here!
[flicks his cigarette at him and kicks him]
Travis Bickle: Suck on this!
[pulls out a revolver and shoots Sport in the stomach, then walks away]
The best ever insult...
"I fart in your general direction. You're mother was a 'amster, and you're father smells of eldeberry." - Monty Python and the Holy Grail.
And my signature sign off, from the U2 song...
Love and Peace or Else
[insert name here]
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Post by TheBratPrincess on Nov 18, 2006 0:56:14 GMT -5
From Angels in America: "I say f**k the truth, but mostly the truth f**ks you."
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Post by Aerianeth on Nov 20, 2006 9:06:49 GMT -5
Tomorrow is a mystery, yesterday is history, today is a gift.
I live my life on that one. :]
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