“Waaallll-eeee…”
“What’s a haggis?”
“Boy, I am two seconds from being on you like white on rice in a glass of milk on a paper plate in a snowstorm. I’m gonna put my foot so far up your ***, the water on my knee will quench your thirst.”
“Wait for a sign from Gozer the Traveler; he will come in one of the pre-chosen forms. During the rectification of the Voldrani, the Traveler came as a large and moving Tor. Then, during the third reconciliation of the last of the Machetrik Supplicants, they chose a new form for him – that of a Giant Slor! Many Shevs and Zuls knew what it was to be roasted in the depths the Slor that day I can tell you!”
“She will be mine. Oh, yes - she will be mine.”
“When I get to likin’ someone, they ain’t around long.”
“I notice when you get to DISlikin’ someone they ain’t around for long neither.”
“The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water signifying by Divine Providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. That is why I am your king!”
“Listen. Strange women lying about in ponds distributing weapons is no basis for a system of government.”
“Bueller?.. Bueller?.. Bueller?”
“It’s the car, right? Chicks love the car.”