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Pic of the Day: “What kind of a band is this, anyway?” “You gotta be under twenty-five.” “We could pass for that.” “You gotta be blonde.” “We could dye our hair.” “And you gotta be girls.” “We could…” “No, we couldn’t!” (60th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “Tell me something, my friend. You ever dance with the devil in the pale moonlight?” (30th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “Time will pass. Only time. And time will come. A time will come, when we can no longer name what it is that unites us. The name will gradually fade from our memory. Then it will disappear entirely.” (60th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “Well, well. So this is Dodge City, huh? Sort of smells like Fort Worth, don’t it?” “Oh, that’s not the city you smell. That’s you! We better get you to a bathtub before somebody shoots you for a buffalo.” (80th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “Dr Jones, wasn’t it the Sultan of Madagascar who threatened to cut off your head if you ever returned to his country?” “No, it wasn’t my head.” “Then your hands, perhaps?” “No, it wasn’t my hands. It was my… my misunderstanding.” (35th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “I am to charge you with a holy crusade.” “For the record, I work in an abortion clinic.” “Noah was a drunk. Look what he accomplished. And no one’s even asking you to build an ark. All you have to do is go to New Jersey, and visit a small church on a very important day.” “New Jersey? That doesn’t sound like much of a crusade.” “Aside from the fine print, that’s it.” “What’s the fine print?” “Stopacoupleofangelsfromenteringandthusnegatingallexistence.” “Wait, wait, wait. Repeat that.” “Stop a couple of angels from entering and thus negating all existence. I hate when people need it spelled out for them.” (20th Anniversary)
