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Pic of the Day: “Will that bring you satisfaction, my son? Killing a helpless, old, fart?” “Killing? No. No satisfaction. Everything up until the killing, will be a gas.”
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Pic of the Day: “I wanted you to see these player evaluations that you asked me to do.” “I asked you to do three.” “Yeah.” “To evaluate three players.” “Yeah.” “How many you’d do?” “Forty-seven.” “Okay.” “Actually, fifty-one. I don’t know why I lied just then.”
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Pic of the Day: “What about my dreams?” “Edith I told you I can’t build your candy house! It will fall apart, the sun will melt the candy, it won’t work!”
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Pic of the Day: “I saw you talking to someone pretty!” “Yeah, man, who was that?” “She was… just a girl.”
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Pic of the Day: “How’d you find me?” “Winston found you.” “How the fuck did he find me?” “That’s what Winston does. He finds people who don’t want to be found.” “Well bully for that nigga!”
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Pic of the Day: “Professor Plum, you were once a professor of psychiatry specializing in helping paranoid and homicidal lunatics suffering from delusions of grandeur.” “Yes, but now I work for the United Nations.” “So your work has not changed.”
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Pic of the Day: “Great calligraphy.” “Great swordsmanship.” “ You didn’t see my swordsmanship.” “Without it, I couldn’t have written this calligraphy.”
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Pic of the Day: “Not a dog. Not a wolf. All he knows is what he’s not. If only he could see what he is.”
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Pic of the Day: “You’re lucky I turned up, Jonesey. Dovchenko there wanted to blow your brains out. That’s the third time I saved your life.” “Unshackle me. I’ll give you a big hug.”
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Pic of the Day: “Life is ridiculous. And you know that I would never say anything bad about your father in front of you, but your father is a sick son-of-a bitch.” “Daddy’s a sick son-of-a-bitch?” “Don’t repeat that… but yes.”
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Pic of the Day: “One more question for you.” “Yes?” “Ever been inside my bedroom?” “Once.” “You could have had the decency to lie about that one.” “Alright, twice.”
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Pic of the Day: “I will practice believing my husband loves me, and will love this baby. That this child might really save our marriage. But I could be wrong. Because sometimes, the way he looks at me, I think, man of my dreams, father of my child, this man of mine may kill me. He may truly kill me.”
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Pic of the Day: “Genie, I wish for your freedom.” “One bona fide prince pedigree coming up. I… What?” “Genie, you’re free!”
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Pic of the Day: “So when do I get my share of the money?” “Well… how much do you want?” “Two hundred dollars.” “Okay. Deal.” “Could I have had more?” “You’ll never know.”
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Pic of the Day: “No grief for Lips?” “I’m wearing black underwear.” “You know, it’s legal for me to take you down to the station and sweat it out of you under the lights.” “I sweat a lot better in the dark.”
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Pic of the Day: “You really think that killing me, stabbing me to death, is gonna change the world?” “I can’t know that for sure… unless I try.”
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Pic of the Day: “On a daily basis I consume enough drugs to sedate Manhattan, Long Island, and Queens for a month. I take Quaaludes 10-15 times a day for my “back pain”, Adderall to stay focused, Xanax to take the edge off, pot to mellow me out, cocaine to wake me back up again, and morphine… Well, because it’s awesome.”
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Pic of the Day: “I must say I am disappointed with the ease with which I could pull you in. The one thing my honourable mother taught me long ago was never to get into a car with a strange girl. But you, I’m afraid, will get into anything. With any girl.”
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Pic of the Day: “You forget one thing. We took a contract.” “It’s sure not the kind any court would enforce.” “That’s just the kind you’ve got to keep.”
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Pic of the Day: “There’s Woody’s little sister, Rose. She was only nineteen when she was killed in a car wreck near Wausa. What a whore!” “Mom!” “Nah, I liked Rose, but my God, she was a slut.”
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Pic of the Day: “Everyone who drinks is not a poet. Maybe some of us drink because we’re not poets.”
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