A census taker once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti.
- Go get 'em, champ.
- I'm da boss, I'm da boss, I'm da boss, I'm da boss, I'm da boss
If you win, you win. If you lose, you still win. There's no way you can lose.
- He hissed at you. What did he say?
- He said, "I can smell your cunt."
- I see. I myself cannot.
Have the lambs stopped screaming?
Who's an animal? Your mother's an animal, ya son of a bitch.