Archive for December, 2017

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Pic of the Day: “I don’t know much about women. I’ve been married for 28 years, you know.”


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Pic of the Day: “I will not fall into despair! I will keep myself hardy until freedom is opportune!”


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Pic of the Day: ♫ “Lots of chocolate for me to eat! / Lots of coal makin’ lots of heat / Warm face, warm hands, warm feet / Oh, wouldn’t it be loverly?”♫


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Pic of the Day: “Well, you gotta live no matter what happens.”


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Pic of the Day: “You betcha!”


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Pic of the Day: “It’s as if Perry and I grew up in the same house. And one day he stood up and went out the back door, while I went out the front.”


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Pic of the Day: “Are you kidding? Stick my tongue to that stupid pole? That’s dumb!” “That’s ’cause you know it’ll stick!” “You’re full of it!” “Oh yeah?” “Yeah!” “Well I double-DOG-dare ya!” “NOW it was serious. A double-dog-dare. What else was there but a ‘triple dare you’? And then, the coup de grace of all dares, the sinister triple-dog-dare.” “I TRIPLE-dog-dare ya!”


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Pic of the Day: “Just remember this, Mr. Potter, that this rabble you’re talking about… they do most of the working and paying and living and dying in this community. Well, is it too much to have them work and pay and live and die in a couple of decent rooms and a bath? Anyway, my father didn’t think so. People were human beings to him. But to you, a warped, frustrated old man, they’re cattle. Well in my book, my father died a much richer man than you’ll ever be!”


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Pic of the Day: “This little green one here seems to need a home.” “I don’t know, Charlie Brown. Remember what Lucy said? This doesn’t seem to fit the modern spirit.” “I don’t care. We’ll decorate it and it’ll be just right for our play. Besides, I think it needs me.”


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Pic of the Day: “How do you do?” “Mutual, I’m sure.”


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Pic of the Day: “Want cookies?” “No.” “Want milk?” “No.” “Want me to fix you some sandwiches?” “What the fuck is it with you and fixin’ fuckin’ sandwiches?”


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Pic of the Day: “I suppose it all started with the snow. You see, it was a very special kind of snow. A snow that made the happy happier, and the giddy even giddier. A snow that’d make a homecoming homier, and natural enemies, friends, natural. For it was the first snow of the season. And as any child can tell you, there’s a certain magic that comes with the very first snow, especially when it falls on the day before Christmas. For when the first snow is also a Christmas snow… well, something wonderful is bound to happen.”


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Pic of the Day: ♫ “You’re a monster, Mr. Grinch / Your heart’s an empty hole / Your brain is full of spiders, you have garlic in your soul / Mr. Gri-inch / I wouldn’t touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole.” ♫


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Pic of the Day: “Then I had a drink.” “A drink? Boy you were fractured!”


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Pic of the Day: “Boy, that’s scary stuff! Should we be worried about the kids in the audience?” “Nah, it’s all right. This is culture!”


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Pic of the Day: “But – But you fell over the side of the cliff.” “Didn’t I ever tell you about Bumbles? Bumbles bounce!”


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Pic of the Day: “What kind of idiots do you have working here?” “The finest in New York.”


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Pic of the Day: “I hate toys! And toys hate me! Either they are going or I am going! And I am certainly not going, Grimsley.”


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Pic of the Day: “What’s this world coming to, Cratchit? You work all your life to get money… then people want you to give it away.”


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Pic of the Day: “Why the long face, Buddy?” “It seems I’m not an elf.” “Of course you’re not an elf. You’re six-foot-three and had a beard since you were fifteen.”


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Pic of the Day: “Whoa, Dad! You’re flying!” “It’s okay, I’m used to it. I lived through the ’60s.”


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Pic of the Day: “I don’t know what to say, except it’s Christmas and we’re all in misery.”


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Pic of the Day: “Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport. General opinion’s starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, but I don’t see that. It seems to me that love is everywhere. Often, it’s not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it’s always there – fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, husbands and wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends. When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know, none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge – they were all messages of love. If you look for it, I’ve got a sneaky feeling you’ll find that love actually is all around.”