I killed the president of Paraguay with a fork.

How've you been?

I heard you had the trots.

I'm gonna put a bullet hole in your fuckin' forehead, and I'm gonna fuck the brain hole!

I, I'm standing where my, uh, living room was and it's not here because my house is gone and it's an Ultimart! You can never go home again, Oatman... but I guess you can shop there.

...I'll go put these in some rubbing alcohol.

I sell biscuits and gravy all over the Southland.

When I grow up I want to be named Ingrid. I will wear shiny shoes and sell taffy to bums (only bums, people with money get their change but no taffy) and I will smell like a fuzzy armadillo and people will pet me.

I lead a weekend men's group, we specialize in ritual killings.

tuesday is coming, did you bring your coat?

i love that movie. great soundtrack.

I just passed a satellite...the evil eye...it goes...break the rules and know its time to go...c'mon lets go...and fly a satellite tonight...

They all have husbands and wives and children and houses and dogs, and, you know, they've all made themselves a part of something and they can talk about what they do. What am I gonna say? "I killed the president of Paraguay with a fork. How've you been?"


I wish my 20th reunion had been like this movie

I don't want to get into a semantic arguement about, I just want the protein.

10 YEARS! 10!!!

Nice talk, sugar mouth.

that's how he gets all the girls

I thought Subrosa got all the girls.

you got a purdy mouth

I sell couch insurance.