You're right, bad doggies just need a little discipline. I can handle that.
There's bad doggies... some bite.
Depends... I might play through the pain. Depending on the doggy.
Maybe mr. anti-doggystyle has a bad back?
Call it stalking, lurking or creeping about...
This won't do. What's the matter with you? All it takes is faith and trust. Oh! And something I forgot... Dust! Yep, just a little bit of pixie dust. Now, think of the happiest things. It's the same as having wings and we'll fly home.
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Sometimes a sweet apple will grow on a sour apple tree.
Man: Do you believe in karma?
Other Man: Karma's justice without the satisfaction. I don't believe in justice.
There's always free cheese in a mousetrap.
By the time I realized it, I had already swung the bat. My palms still sting.
I'm the one who taught Dr. Dre how to play Cocks and Quarters. Can you believe he'd never played Cocks and Quarters?
I'm gonna eat your brains and gain your knowledge...
You! You fight that fight, and when you're fightin' you feel all right!
The devil is in the details... Even angels know that deep down in their hearts... And their asses.
There's only one thing I know how to do.
Anus Nin? I'll have to look her up! Sounds like a fun girl!
Even when my bar is empty I can always count on my regular to keep me afloat.
Aqua velva motherfucker? I'll take that as a compliment.
I eat the pussy, I eat the ass, I eat every damn thing!
Yeah... I realize do you?
You're so fucking creepy it's unbelievable...