Posts tagged “Pic of the Day

Pic of the Day: “Thank you, your honor, just the sentence we wanted.” “Was he guilty?” “Well, if not, he’d certainly done something to warrant a hanging.” “What man has not?”


Pic of the Day: “I love you.” “I know.”


Pic of the Day: “Listen, this is a serious situation. I mean, I’m kicked out of school. I don’t know what I’m gonna do, man. My mom’s gonna kill me.” “C’mon, she’s not gonna kill you.” “Yes she is. See, I’m the first one to go to college in my family and when I left she said, ‘Weensie, if you screw this up, I’ll kill you.’ She showed me the knife!”


Pic of the Day: “Doctor…” “C’mon, what. What?” “Always do the right thing.” “That’s it?” “That’s it.” “I got it. I’m gone.”

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Pic of the Day: “Are you sure you’re ready for this?” “I’ll do my best.” “Your “best!” Losers always whine about their best. Winners go home and fuck the prom queen.” “Carla was the prom queen.” “Really?” “Yeah.”


Pic of the Day: “You know, the worst ain’t so bad when it finally happens. Not half as bad as you figure it’ll be before it’s happened.”


Pic of the Day: “Money and women. The reasons for make most mistakes in life. Looks like you’ve mixed up both.”


Pic of the Day: “I have no idea to this day what those two Italian ladies were singing about. Truth is, I don’t want to know. Some things are best left unsaid. I’d like to think they were singing about something so beautiful, it can’t be expressed in words, and makes your heart ache because of it. I tell you, those voices soared higher and farther than anybody in a gray place dares to dream. It was like some beautiful bird flapped into our drab little cage and made those walls dissolve away, and for the briefest of moments, every last man in Shawshank felt free.”


Pic of the Day: “Nothing’s too good for the man who shot Liberty Valance.”


Pic of the Day: “I want you all the form two circles. The boys on the outside and the girls on the inside.” “Where will you be?”


Pic of the Day: “No, I don’t think so, no. Mr. Kane was a man who got everything he wanted and then lost it. Maybe Rosebud was something he couldn’t get, or something he lost. Anyway, it wouldn’t have explained anything… I don’t think any word can explain a man’s life. No, I guess Rosebud is just a…piece in a jigsaw puzzle…a missing piece.”


Pic of the Day: “They might as well call it whitejack!”


Pic of the Day: “’Eating greens is a special treat, It makes long ears and great big feet. But it sure is awful stuff to eat.’ I made that last part up myself.”


Pic of the Day: “Fat man, you shoot a great game of pool.” “So do you, Fast Eddie.”


Pic of the Day: “And now we’re going to hear a piece of music that tells a very definite story. As a matter of fact, in this case, the story came first and the composer wrote the music to go with it. It’s a very old story, one that goes back almost 2,000 years: a legend about a sorcerer who had an apprentice.”


Pic of the Day: “I love hitmen. No matter what you do to them, you don’t feel bad.”


Pic of the Day: “I’d hate to take a bite out of you. You’re a cookie full of arsenic.”


Pic of the Day: “Never get behind old people. Their bodies are littered with hidden metal and they never seem to appreciate how little time they have left. Bingo, Asians. They pack light, travel efficiently, and they have a thing for slip on shoes. Gotta love ’em.” “That’s racist.” “I’m like my mother, I stereotype. It’s faster.”


Pic of the Day: ♫ “If I die, I’ll die like a man. To be loyal, I’d even let love pass by. I’m a drifter, the man from Tokyo.” ♫


Pic of the Day: “Rick, there are many exit visas sold in this café, but we know that you’ve never sold one. That is the reason we permit you to remain open.” “Oh? I thought it was because I let you win at roulette.” “That is another reason.”


Pic of the Day: “Oh, this your wife, huh? A lovely lady. Hey baby, you must’ve been something before electricity.”


Pic of the Day: “Thomas. I chose the right man for chancellor!” “I should in fairness add that my taste in music is reputedly deplorable.” “Your taste in music is excellent. It exactly coincides with my own!”


Pic of the Day: “Is that a kind of occupational hazard of soul mates? One’s not much without the other?”


Pic of the Day: “What do we got?” “Nothing. No matches on prints, DNA, dental. Clothing is custom, no labels. Nothing in his pockets but knives and lint.”