Archive for March, 2012

Pic of the Day: “Do you have any vacancies?” “Oh, we have 12 vacancies. 12 cabins, 12 vacancies.”

Pic of the Day: “Hey Stu, your rent’s due, motherfucker! Now don’t be pulling that falling down the stairs shit on me again, you hear! Are you conscious?! Shit!”

Pic of the Day: “You’re a wizard, Harry!” “I’m a what?”

Pic of the Day: “Mr. Grady, You WERE the caretaker here.” “I’m sorry to defer with you, sir, but YOU are the caretaker. You’ve always been the caretaker. I should know, sir. I’ve always been here.”

Pic of the Day: “That rug really tied the room together, did it not?” “Fuckin’ A.” “And this guy peed on it.”

Pic of the Day: “This job would be great if it wasn’t for the fucking customers.”

Pic of the Day: “I couldn’t have been more proud of you, son. Not because you won, but because you stood up, you weren’t afraid, and you did what you thought was right.” “It didn’t amount to anything. It was completely meaningless.” “How could it be meaningless? I saw my son become a man. I watched a man with courage and integrity drive the pants off of every other driver on that road. This is not meaningless. This is the reason for a father’s life.”

Pic of the Day: “Okay, boys, let’s get some pictures.”

Pic of the Day: “Hey… what’s your name?” “Davis.” “My name’s McCardle.” “Well, so long.” “So long.”

Pic of the Day: “Always remember, Frodo, the Ring is trying to get back to its master. It wants to be found.”

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Pic of the Day: “If you get all of us together, we ain’t got a gang, we’ve got an army.”

Pic of the Day: “My name is Maximus Decimus Meridius, commander of the Armies of the North, General of the Felix Legions, loyal servant to the true emperor, Marcus Aurelius. Father to a murdered son, husband to a murdered wife. And I will have my vengeance, in this life or the next.”

Pic of the Day: “He’s a hurricane if things don’t work out after three tries. He’ll get tough again.”

Pic of the Day: “By the time you get this message, I’ll be in the dead zone. It came a little sooner than we thought, but this means you won’t be able to send a message back. So, I just wanted to let you know that I don’t need the message because I know everything you wanna say. Just remember it takes eight minutes for light to travel from sun to Earth, which means you’ll know we succeeded about eight minutes after we deliver the payload. All you have to is look out for a little extra brightness in the sky. So if you wake up one morning and it’s a particularly beautiful day, you’ll know we made it.”

Pic of the Day: “I’m afraid we shall have to take the dog out.” “It’s all right, Joe. It’s my dog. And my wife.” “You might have mentioned me first on the billing.” “The dog is well-trained.”

Pic of the Day: “You probably heard we ain’t in the prisoner-takin’ business; we in the killin’ Nazi business. And cousin, business is a-boomin’.”

Pic of the Day: “A duel between titans… my golden gun against your Walther PPK.” “One bullet against my six?” “I only need one, Mr. Bond.”

Pic of the Day: “I think it would be fun to run a newspaper.”

Pic of the Day: “You wanna know how to get Capone? They pull a knife, you pull a gun. He sends one of yours to the hospital, you send one of his to the morgue. That’s the Chicago way! And that’s how you get Capone.”

Pic of the Day: “Hey, what do you guys like better: Nurse or cheerleader? Oh, hi Nicole.” “Hi, Frank. That’s a nice doll you have there.” “Yeah, thanks, she’s okay.”

Pic of the Day: “I’ll tell you a riddle. You’re waiting for a train, a train that will take you far away. You know where you hope this train will take you, but you don’t know for sure. But it doesn’t matter. How can it not matter to you where that train will take you?”

Pic of the Day: “I have a love in my life. It makes me stronger than anything you can imagine.”

Pic of the Day: “I need your clothes, your boots and your motorcycle.”