Oh, fuck it, I don't have to talk, either, man! See how you like it. Just total fuckin' silence. Two can play at that game, smart guy. We'll just see how you like it. Total silence.
Twenty years after an Irishman couldn't get a fucking job, we had the presidency. May he rest in peace. That's what the niggers don't realize. If I got one thing against the black chappies, it's this - no one gives it to you. You have to take it.
One of us had to die. With me, it tends to be the other guy.
You know, it's proven that second-hand smoke is, uh, carcin-... uh, you know, cancer related.
My theory on Feds is that they're like mushrooms, feed 'em shit and keep 'em in the dark.
Didya hear the one about the guy who couldn't afford personalized plates, so he went and changed his name to J3L2404?