Well we had it tough. We used to have to get up out of the shoebox
at twelve o'clock at night, and lick the road clean with our tongues.
We had half a handful of freezing cold gravel, worked twenty-four
hours a day at the mill for fourpence every six years, and when we
got home, our Dad would slice us in…

We were evicted from our hole in the ground. We had to go live in a lake!

We could make a game-show out of it: America's Next Top Legislator!

screw the founding fathers, its our country now!

i think his concern is more about the methods corporations use to obtain money, rather than the accumulation of money itself

Not that there's anything wrong with it!

my hands are often full of jokesabers…

I believe it was Eric Cartman with his "You Can't Come" technique.

They're not boobs; they're pecs.

maybe the ghost is getting ready for his shadow puppet theater

I thought they didn't get rights to The Silmarillion…

its possible to understand something without commenting on it

cool story, bro

I'd like to prank you for hours in my basement.

Not in my hair!

I thought you said useful information?

Ladies and gentlemen, I can envision a day when the brains of brilliant men can be kept alive in the bodies of dumb people.

terrible.

About as many cows as there are rational New Yorkers

Are you sure about that?