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If you keep talking down to me you’ll never have kids.
Take yer fingers out of yer ears. She ain’t even cocked em yet!
Hey buddy, you better be careful, those guns she has are louder than my pants.
“Alright! Alright! i’ll stop with the shirley temple bit!”
Do you know where I could get some grits, Sir?
“NO!…. YOU dance, bi*ch!”
The winner by a mile. Nobody else came close.
Apologizes, but are you actually making fun of MY shoes? I haven’t seen high heels like those since Queen Elizabeth’s reign. And don’t get me started on my associate’s vertically-challanged king of the dead’s pant selection….
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“Kevin Costner called; he wants his Wyatt Earp costume back…”
Miss, you have to believe me. I never touched your brother!
The glass box routine? Fail. I’d shoot you, but a mime is a terrible thing to waste.
“I knew Rooster Cogburn once… and fella… you’re no Rooster Cogburn.”
You think her guns are loud? Try not taking out the garbage. THEN you’ll know what loud is!
Midget street gangs flourished in the 1920’s and 30’s.
Magoo swiftly weighed his options once confronted by the flash mob.