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| View | Add Favoriteit usually compiles of keeping it gangsta, hehe
all my friends know the low rider
the low rider is alittle higher
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take a little trip, take a little trip
take a little trip with meTHIS WAS TAKEN BY MY WIFEYS PAGE FROM GINNYS COMMENT. I NEEEEDED TO STEEL IT PURELY FOR ITS SHEER FUCKING BRILLIANCE AND AMAZEINGNESS. KOODOS TOM PETTY YOU SLY ASS MOTHA FUCKA MOTHA FUCKA!!!
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who wouldnt i like to meet: i know enough assholes
therefore if i dont know you already and your an asshole-please stay away :-) much appreciated
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Create Your Own!Queen, Stones, Tom Pettyand the Heartbrakers, Steve Miller Band, Allman Bros, The Who, Beach Boys, Bowie, The Cars, Rod Stuwart, Springstein, Billy Joel, Billy Idol, Elton John, Zeppelin, Sublime, Pink Floyd, Ramones, Modest Mouse, Talking Heads, Counting Crows, Flogging Molly, The Beatles, Aerosmith, James, Clapton, Velvet Underground, Kinks, Police, Van Morrison, Bob Dylan, The Clash, Hendrix, Meatloaf, Doobie Bros, Eagles, Doors, B 52's, Snoop Dog, haha i like a variety of stuff, like a buffet, of lots of flowers, yea or food, haha yea music buffet...
Almost Famous, Road Trip, The Lost Boys, American History X, The Lion King, Forrest Gump, Pulp Fiction, The Outsiders, Hair, Mallrats, American Beauty, Practical Magic, A Clockwork Orange, Rocky Horror Picture Show, Sin City, ferris Beullers Day Off, Sixteen Candles, James and the Giant Peach, Fight Club, Ever After, High Fidelity, Fast Times at Ridgemont High, The Girl Next Door, Girl Interrupted, Spaceballs, Goonies, Interview With the Vampire, Dracula, The Crow, Gladiater, Empire Records, The Beatles Yellow Submarine, Alice In Wonderland, Requim For A Dream, Pink Floyds The Wall, Reservoir Dogs, The Little Mermaid, Old School, Zoolander, Nightmare Before Christmas, Dumb and Dumber, SLC Punk, The Royal Tenenbaums, The Breakfast Club, Kill Bill 1 and 2, The Sweetest Thing, Now and Then, Half Baked, Austin Powers...basically im a movie whoreAustin Powers: I've been frozen for 30 years. I've got to see if my bits and pieces are still working. *************** Quartermaster Clerk: One Swedish-made penis enlarger. Austin Powers: [to Vanessa] That's not mine. Quartermaster Clerk: One credit card receipt for Swedish-made penis enlarger signed by Austin Powers. Austin Powers: I'm telling ya baby, that's not mine. Quartermaster Clerk: One warranty card for Swedish-made penis enlarger pump, filled out by Austin Powers. Austin Powers: I don't even know what this is! This sort of thing ain't my bag, baby. Quartermaster Clerk: One book, "Swedish-made Penis Enlargers And Me: This Sort of Thing Is My Bag Baby", by Austin Powers. ********************** Dr. Evil: The details of my life are quite inconsequential... very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it. ************** Vanessa Kensington: That's you in a nutshell. Austin Powers: No, this is me in a nutshell: "Help! I'm in a nutshell! How did I get into this bloody great big nutshell? What kind of shell has a nut like this?" ***************** Casino Dealer: 17. Number Two: Hit me. Casino Dealer: You have 17, sir. Number Two: I like to live dangerously. Casino Dealer: [Hit for four] :21. Very good, sir. [to Austin] Casino Dealer: :5. Austin Powers: I'll stay. Casino Dealer: I suggest you hit, sir. Austin Powers: I also like to live dangerously. Casino Dealer: 20 beat your 5 sir. I'm sorry, sir. Austin Powers: Well I must admit, cards aren't my bag, baby.
Jules: Now Yolanda, we're not gonna do anything stupid, are we? Yolanda: You don't hurt him. Jules: Nobody's gonna hurt anybody. We're gonna be like three little Fonzies here. And what's Fonzie like? Come on Yolanda what's Fonzie like? Yolanda: Cool? Jules: What? Yolanda: He's cool. Jules: Correctamundo. And that's what we're gonna be. We're gonna be cool. Now Ringo, I'm gonna count to three, and when I count three, you let go of your gun, and sit your ass down. But when you do it, you do it cool. Ready? One... two... three. [Ringo sits down opposite Jules] Yolanda: All right, now you let him go. Jules: Yolanda, I thought you said you were gonna be cool. Now when you yell at me, it makes me nervous. And when I get nervous, I get scared. And when motherfuckers get scared, that's when motherfuckers accidentally get shot. ************************************************** Jules: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa... stop right there. Eatin' a bitch out, and givin' a bitch a foot massage ain't even the same fuckin' thing. Vincent: It's not. It's the same ballpark. Jules: Ain't no fuckin' ballpark neither. Now look, maybe your method of massage differs from mine, but, you know, touchin' his wife's feet, and stickin' your tongue in her Holiest of Holies, ain't the same fuckin' ballpark, it ain't the same league, it ain't even the same fuckin' sport. Look, foot massages don't mean shit. Vincent: Have you ever given a foot massage? Jules: [scoffs] Don't be tellin' me about foot massages. I'm the foot fuckin' master. Vincent: Given a lot of 'em? Jules: Shit yeah. I got my technique down and everything, I don't be ticklin' or nothin'. Vincent: Would you give a guy a foot massage? [Jules gives Vincent a long look, realizing he's been set up] Jules: Fuck you. Vincent: You give them a lot? Jules: Fuck you. Vincent: You know, I'm getting kinda tired. I could use a foot massage myself. Jules: Man, you best back off, I'm gittin' a little pissed here.
The Giving Tree, Why Do They Cage the Animals at Night, Alice in Wonderlands Through the Looking Glass, If You Give A Mouse A Cookie He'l Ask For A Glass Of Milk, Go Ask Alice, Everything Dr. Seuss...
whoever wrote those bud light real men of guiness commercials...gotta love them. they just always bring a smile to my face no matter what mood im in :-) samuel l jackson motha fucka mother fucka's Vincent: I got a threshold, Jules. I got a threshold for the abuse I'll take. And right now I'm a race car and you got me in the red. I'm just saying that it's fuckin' dangerous to have a racecar in the fuckin' red. It could blow. Jules: Oh, you're gettin' ready to blow? Vincent: I could blow. Jules: Well I'm a mushroom-cloud-layin' motherfucker, motherfucker! Every time my fingers touch brain I'm SUPERFLY T.N.T, I'm the GUNS OF THE NAVARONE. In fact, what the fuck am I doin' in the back? You're the motherfucker should be on brain detail. We're fuckin' switchin' right now. I'm washin' the windows and you're pickin' up this nigger's skull. -Pulp Fiction