Archive for December, 2011

Pic of the Day: “I know it was you, Fredo. You broke my heart. You broke my heart!”

Pic of the Day: “Have you made any New Year’s resolutions?” “Not yet. Any complaints or suggestions?” “A few.” “Which?” “Complaints.” “All right shoot.” “Well, you don’t scold, you don’t nag, and you look far too pretty in the mornings.” “All right, I’ll remember: must scold, must nag, musn’t be too pretty in the mornings.”

Pic of the Day: “Did you hear what I said, Miss Kubelik? I absolutely adore you.” “Shut up and deal.”

Pic of the Day: “Hard to believe it was last Christmas that me and Harmony changed the world. And we didn’t mean to. And it didn’t last long, you know. A thing like that can’t. Now that I’m in L.A., I go to parties. The kind where if a girl is named Jill, she spells it J-Y-L-L-E, that bullshit. That’s me there. My name’s Harry Lockhart, I’ll be your narrator. Welcome to L.A. Welcome to the party.”

Pic of the Day: “Carl? Carl! Merry Christmas! How is it we’re always talking on Christmas, Carl? Every Christmas, I’m talking to you!” “Put your shirt on, Frank. You’re under arrest.”

Pic of the Day: “Now I have a machine gun. Ho, ho ho.”

Pic of the Day: “I never thought it was such a bad little tree. It’s not bad at all, really. Maybe it just needs a little love.”

Pic of the Day: “A toast to my big brother George: The richest man in town.”

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Pic of the Day: “I want an Official Red Ryder Carbine-Action Two-Hundred-Shot Range Model Air Rifle!” “You’ll shoot your eye out, kid.”

Pic of the Day: “He puzzled and puzzled till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before. Maybe Christmas, he thought… doesn’t come from a store. Maybe Christmas, perhaps… means a little bit more!”

Pic of the Day: “The best way to spread Christmas Cheer is singing loud for all to hear.”

Pic of the Day: “If I live to be 100, I’ll never forget that big snow storm a couple of years ago. The weather closed in and, well you might not believe it, but the world almost missed Christmas. Oh, excuse me, call me Sam. What’s the matter? Haven’t you ever seen a talking snowman before?”

Pic of the Day: “I beat the shit out of some kids today. But it was for a purpose. It made me feel good about myself. It was like I did something constructive with my life or something, I dunno, like I accomplished something.” “You need many years of therapy. Many, many fuckin’ years of therapy.”

Pic of the Day: “Is that my drink over there?” “What are you drinking?” “Rye” “Yes, that’s yours.”

Pic of the Day: “Merry Christmas, you filthy animal… and a Happy New Year.”

Pic of the Day: “Don’t cry, Karen, Frosty’s not gone for good. You see, he was made out of Christmas snow and Christmas snow can never disappear completely. It sometimes goes away for almost a year at a time and takes the form of spring and summer rain. But you can bet your boots that when a good, jolly December wind kisses it, it will turn into Christmas snow all over again.”

Pic of the Day: “Have yourself a merry little Christmas, let your heart be light. / Next year all our troubles will be out of sight. / Have yourself a merry little Christmas, make the yuletide gay / Next year all our troubles will be miles away. / Once again as in olden days, happy golden days of yore / Faithful friends who are dear to us, will be near to us once more. / Someday soon we all will be together, if the fates allow / Until then we’ll have to muddle through somehow. / So have yourself a merry little Christmas now.”

Pic of the Day: “I’m Mister White Christmas / I’m Mister Snow / I’m Mister Icicle / I’m Mister Ten Below / Friends call me Snow Miser / What ever I touch / Turns to snow in my clutch / I’m too much!”

Pic of the Day: “We’ve been given our parts in the nativity play. And I’m the lobster.” “The lobster?” “Yeah!” “In the nativity play?” “Yeah, first lobster.” “There was more than one lobster present at the birth of Jesus?” “Duh.”

PIc of the Day: “Happy Christmas, Harry.”

Pic of the Day: “Oh, Christmas isn’t just a day, it’s a frame of mind… and that’s what’s been changing. That’s why I’m glad I’m here, maybe I can do something about it.”

Pic of the Day: “Buzz? Buzz Lightyear? You’re not worried, are you?” “Me? No, no, no, no, no, no, no. Are you?” “Now Buzz, what could Andy possibly get that is worse than you?” “Oh, oh, what is it? What is it? Wow, a puppy!”

Pic of the Day: “A merry Christmas, Ebenezer! You old humbug! Oh, and a happy new year! As if you deserved it!”

Pic of the Day: “This is Christmas. The season of perpetual hope. And I don’t care if I have to get out on your runway and hitchhike. If it costs me everything I own, if I have to sell my soul to the devil himself, I am going to get home to my son.”