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Pic of the Day: “There ain’t no question about it. Jesse was an outlaw, a bandit, a criminal. Even those that loved him ain’t got no answer to that. But we ain’t ashamed of him. I don’t know why, but I don’t think even America is ashamed of Jesse James. Maybe it’s because he was bold and lawless, like we all of us like to be sometimes. Maybe it’s because we understand a little that he wasn’t altogether to blame for what his times made him. Maybe it’s because for ten years he licked the tar out of five states. Or maybe it’s because he was so good at what he was doing. I don’t know. All I do know is he was one of the doggondest, goldangest, dagblamdest buckaroos that ever rode across these United States of America!” (85th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “We’re the public disgrace of America. You know what the New York newspapers are saying? There’s no law west of Chicago… and west of Dodge City, no God!” (85th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “Hey, Cap, do you read me? Cap, it’s Sam. Can you hear me? On your left.” (5th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “You know what I do when I think I can’t stand another minute cooped up? I think myself outside.” (65th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “Is he alright? Are we alright?” “Kashmir?” “Is that your idea of making a contribution?” “We hadn’t even started. We ain’t even got to the terms yet.” “We came this close to losing that.” “Hey, I don’t even understand what happened in there. What did I say?” “You called his niece a whore.” “A very cheap one.” “What?” “She’s seven.” “Currently confined to bed with a wicked case of…” “No, you don’t need to tell him that.” (20th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “Who’s gonna read me my bedtime stories?” “Mommy will.” “You’re not gonna kiss me good night anymore, are you, Dad?” “No, I won’t be able to do that. But, you know, I get to visit. It’s gonna be ok, really.” “If I don’t like it, can I come home?” “What do you mean if you don’t like it? You’re gonna have a great time with Mommy. Really. She loves you so much.” “Dad? Don’t forget, once, if you can just call me up, okay?” “We’re gonna be okay.” (45th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “May everything come true. May they believe. And may they laugh at their passions. For what they call passion is not really the energy of the soul, but merely friction between the soul and the outside world. But, above all, may they believe in themselves and become as helpless as children. For softness is great and strength is worthless. When a man is born, he is soft and pliable. When he dies, he is strong and hard. When a tree grows, it is soft and pliable. But when it’s dry and hard, it dies. Hardness and strength are death’s companions. Flexibility and softness are the embodiment of life. That which has become hard shall not triumph.” (45th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “Hey, people get depressed, they jump. But that ain’t my fault.” “Oh, so you’re telling me it was suicide?” “I don’t know, he probably left a note. Jelly, did they find that note?” “Uh no, but they will in a minute.” “Oh, and let me guess what it says? ‘Life is bullshit, I can’t fucking take it no more! Signed, the Dead Guy.'” “Hey, that’s good, Doc.” (25th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “I’m just a humble country lawyer trying to do the best I can against this brilliant prosecutor from the big city of Lansing.” (65th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “Outcast. Betrayer. Alien. I was in the place the eye does not see. I needed their help. And they needed mine. But to ever face them again, I was gonna have to take it to a whole new level.” (15th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “Wax on, right hand. Wax off, left hand. Wax on, wax off. Breathe in through nose, out the mouth. Wax on, wax off. Don’t forget to breathe, very important. Wax on, wax off. Wax on, wax off.” (40th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “We are too old for war.” “Yes, we are too old for war. But old men should stop wars.” (75th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “Once upon a time, a woman was picking up firewood. She came upon a poisonous snake frozen in the snow. She took the snake home and nursed it back to health. One day the snake bit her on the cheek. As she lay dying, she asked the snake, ‘Why have you done this to me?’ And the snake answered, ‘Look, bitch, you knew I was a snake.'” (30th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “I wish I could use the bumpers.” “You don’t want the bumpers, life doesn’t give you bumpers.” (10th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “How was lunch with your son, Mrs Sellers?” “I don’t know really. I didn’t see him.” (20th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “Who are you? What’s your name?” “Well, usually I’m Mortimer Brewster, but I’m not quite myself today.” (80th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: ♫ “I’ve grown accustomed to her face / She almost makes the day begin / I’ve grown accustomed to the tune that / She whistles night and noon / Her smiles, her frowns / Her ups, her downs / Are second nature to me now / Like breathing out and breathing in / I was serenely independent and content before we met / Surely I could always be that way again / And yet / I’ve grown accustomed to her look / Accustomed to her voice / Accustomed to her face.” ♫ (60th Anniversary)
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