xxxx: [whispers] Hey, are you awake?
xxxxxxx: [whispers] Yeah.
xxxx: [whispers] I hate your guts.
xxxxxxx: [whispers] As soon as your eyes shut I oughta punch you square in the face.

Ya'll tired of eatin' that barbecue from up the street? Where they give you more sauce than they give you meat? Then bring your big a@@ down to Bros. Barbecue, 15837 South Crenshaw Boulevard, that's right off Manchester. Bros. Barbecue, tastes so good, make you wanna slap yo' mama! Don't it, Willie?

step brothers:*****:

i may be 10 years old but i'll beat ur a$$
Shut up chip
Im going to come at you like a spider monkey
IM ALL JACKED UP ON MOUNTAIN DEW !

BRayden (Fool) to Waltrip!!

lmao....

Hey, chicks love it. It's the shaggin' wagon.

-did you touch my drum set?
-Nope.
-why you so sweaty?
-I was watching cops..
-You liar! you touched my drum set..Cops don't come on til 6!!

She (name her): "Have you ever been to Kansas"
He (name him): "I only know of two things that come from Kansas: Sunflowers and Sunofabeeches."

Chip ima suzie-q kick you in the back of the head

"A flute with no holes is not a flute, and a donut with no holes is a danish."

"The shortest distance between two points is a straight line, in the opposite direction."

1-It says here we should work in teams...Who wants to be my spotter?
2-I dont think you should be gambling tonight, dude..
1-Gambling? Its not gambling when you know your going to win, countin cards is a full proof system.
3-its also illegal.
1-its not illegal, just frowned upon like masturbating on an airplane.
4-im pretty sure thats illegal too.
1- yeh maybe after 9/11...everybody gets so sensitive about it...Thanks alot bin laden!

c'mon thats too easy brah...

ya killin me Smalls.......

Saw
Talladeaga
Pulp Fiction

You gonna eat yo cornbread????????:*****::*****:

Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a ****ing big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suit on hire purchase in a range of ****ing fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the **** you are on Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing ****ing junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, ****ed up brats you spawned to replace yourselves. Choose your future. Choose life...

Judas Priest Barbara,Its another one of them flaming bags again
dont put it out with your boots Ted!
dont tell me my business devil woman
call the fire department this ones outta control!
its poop again!
he called the **** poop!
ill get you kids for this, your all gonna die!

life

the sandlot