Ain't nobody can eat fifty deviled quail's eggs!

I'D LIKE A GOD DAMNED WORD WITH BOTH OF YOU,
GOD DAMN IT!

My Grandmother and Great Aunts were just like that.
The Wyrd Sisters of Scrabble.

"It's for your own good!" [WHACK, WHACK]

If you had cited American Heritage things would have gone very harshly for you…

God, she's gorgeous! I loved watching her play Cards Against Humanity on Tabletop.

Reminds me of that Blackadder episode where Pitt the Younger demands harsher penalties for Geography masters in his maiden Parliamentary speech.

The Daily Deli is. Reubens are not.

I love escargot for the same reason.

Crystal Bernard Persuasion, my friend.

Or just profoundly indifferent to us.

I'll grant you that. However, they're delicious with drawn butter!
Who am I kidding? I'd eat my own head with drawn butter.

Have you read Fredric Manning's The Middle Parts of Fortune
(AKA Her Privates We? It's a fantastic British WWI novel and I think it would make a great film.

I'm not sure, but I would like to see every extant print of that awful thing with Ethan Hawke and The Ghastly Goop burned!

David Lynch's stuff scares the shit out of the Academy and makes them uncomfortable (which is, of course, the idea).

Army at Lewis-McCord? I was a Soldier at the very ass-end of the Cold War and served in Mess O' Potamia I. Hoo-ah and hang in there. Spec 4 Mafia For Lizife! :-)

That they were relatively benign and harmless creatures and that they were tortured in the process of being caught and cooked. It was kind of PETA and Pete Singery and got on my nerves. I expected better of DFW.

Go out and score yourself some H. That should tide you over. ;-)
"They go around looking younger for a few days, but then they need more."

[20 years later, Caroline taps her way up the front porch steps with a white cane]

Pick it.
It will be shit.
There's no chance
It'll be a hit!