In honor of the role Don Cuneo played in the film, I offer his name with no pun or other interesting things attached.

Be a good chance to ask if there's any progress on the regret over getting someone who is clearly in the early stages of dementia to say irrational, hateful things.

"This script makes me want to wretch."
"So… illness, we're saying then?"

Nailed it, too. I was like, "Fuck, that baby's actually crying. You don't usually see that kind of dedication in babies."

"Rey."
"Rey who?"
"Rey of sunshine, ya big gloomy gus! Let's force-push that frown upside down and go teach us some Jedi, yeah?! Whoo! Jedi!"

*pees in the drinking fountain*

I'm just letting you know: now and forever, if you make this joke, and I'm around, I will upvote it.

How I'd love to hear what Emerson thought of Thoreau once he'd had a little too much to drink.

"People should be self-reliant - like me! I built my home from parts of homes other people had discarded!"

THE PROPAGANDA GOGGLES DO NOTHING.

And you PARK in a DRIVEway, but DRIVE on a PARKway!! I mean, come on! What's the deal?!

Oh man, when she's in t-shirt and underwear, and the ghost pushes her up the wall… that movie scared the hell out of me as a kid, but in that scene a whole new, exciting instinct overpowered my fear.

That's your answer for everything!

[Dikachu gets immediately hacked & women attempt to spray him in the face in airports]

I was just being facetious. Impish, if you will.

Hillary killed him, obviously.

Spike: I help you kill Angel, stop him from awakening Acathla thus destroying the world, you let me and Dru skip town.

"Uh, you hit me with an axe one time. Remember, uh," [pantomimes half-heartedly] "Get the hell away from my daughter"?

I hope they go to Candy Apple Island in the sequel.

Not if proposition 304 passes.