“Useless”, hell, they’re dangerous!

Even a hack Kraut director whose name sounds like an expression of disgust?

That sorry-assed cracker Brooks used a cane!

“Babe Ruth-looking motherfucker,” ESL, not “Baby-Ruth looking motherfucker.” I will grant you that both Jones and the candy bar resemble turds in both literal and metaphorical fashions.

Disorganized potheads who can’t roll.

Anybody who has ever seen  Walking Tall knows you shut the hell up when Joe Don Baker is trying to tell you something.

“It’s like Punk Rock, but it’s a car!”

Have another throwing star.

And your hand is ALL THE WAY UP IT!

“Here’s the deal. HOO-AH! Jerry is a pervert. HOO-AH! And I can’t stop sayin’ HOO-AH!”

That’s what “ripping lentil stew” does.

Get off of my cloud!

I know, it’s only rock and/or roll music, but I don’t like it.

I know, it’s only rock and/or roll music, but I don’t like it.

PAUL IS A DEAD MAN! MISS HIM! MISS HIM!

That was a war crime. I’m sterile now.

He’s not ill! He’s perfectly fine!

Not with them Flip-Top Head choppers of his. Jesus!

The brunette in the preppy sweater is the utterly evil cunt.

With a thermobaric weapon, who says you can’t have them all?