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After receiving organ transplants from various animal donors, a man finds himself taking on the traits of those animals.
Gay flight attendant: [noticing Marvin sniffing a drug suspect's butt] I hope he's on our flight
Sgt. Sisk: Ladies and gentlemen, our suspect is not human. He is at home in the bush. Shoot to kill. Any questions? Mob Member: Oh, yeah, yeah, I got a question there. When do we get to light our torches? Sgt. Sisk: When it gets dark. Mob Member: Ah, I see. Oh, hey, I got another question there. Suppose, hypothetically, you know, a guy had already lit his torch. I mean, it'd be cool if he could just keep it lit, huh? Sgt. Sisk: Yes. Mob Member: Oh, excellent. Excellent. Sgt. Sisk: Now, if there are no more questions... Mob Member: Oh, hey, hey, hey, I got another question. Hey, uh, if one part of the mob gets separated from another part of the mob, shouldn't there be a place that we can get together? Maybe a secret place the two mobs could reunite, and we'd be a big mob again. Sgt. Sisk: Stay with the mob. Mob Member: Stay with the mob. All right. Sgt. Sisk: Right. Mob Member: Hey, hey, hey, I got another question. Hey, uh, doesn't this guy deserve a fair trial? Sgt. Sisk: You - back of the mob! Mob Member: "Back of the mob"? What? This is my spot! I came early! Sgt. Sisk: Okay, *out* of the mob! Mob Member: Ah, this mob blows.
Marvin Mange: My Hancuffs? Rianna: You looked so uncomfortable Marvin Mange: When did you take them off? Rianna: I don't remember... You wore them for a while, then, I wore them for a while... You are an Animal. Marvin Mange: I am? Awesome!
Marvin Mange: Now that's some good badger milk.
Rianna: I just want to thank everyone who sent me food and letters of support, especially the mentally handicapped child who sent me this sweet book of poems. Marvin Mange: She read my poems.
Townie: You can do it. Cut his fucking balls off.
Chief Wilson: Marvin, do you worship the Dark Lord.
Marvin Mange: Freeze Puke. Put down that VCR. Put it down. Oh you bought it did you?... Oh you have a receipt do you?... My mistake... I'm new on the force.
Mob Member: I don't want to be part of a mob to kill a black dude
Miles: If you don't wanna be my friend anymore because I'm black, you just let me know.