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A young guy's only option to erase a really bad debt is to rig the Special Olympics by posing as a contestant.
David Patrick: We stopped off for ice cream. Winston: When the fuck did we get ice cream?
Billy: You scratched my CD! You picked it up in pure daylight and you scratched it!
Glen: Next time we should go Danish - split it 60/60. Lynn Sheridan: You mean 50/50. Glen: What, you don't believe in tipping?
Mark: Why'd you scratch his C D? Steve Barker: Jeffy just admiring it. Mark: Do it again and you'll be admiring my butt from the pavement with a straw. Steve Barker: ...What? Mark: You heard me!
Mark: I've seen better acting on porno
Winston: Hey steve, ask me *any* movie. Steve Barker: Okay, hmm..."Jaws" Winston: That's a good movie.
Thomas: [to Steve] Should I wear my top up [lifts top up] Thomas: ... or down [pulls top down] Thomas: ... or up [pulls top up again] Thomas: ... or possibly... tucked in [tucks in top]
Special Olympics Athlete: You're a faker. Thomas: a mother-faker! Steve Barker: Jeffy doesn't understand! Jeffy cocoa for cukoo pops, uhh... Jeffy... Special Olympics Athlete: Shut up you stupid a-s-s!
Glen: Hey! Guess how many fingers i have. Steve Barker: Uhh, 10? Glen: No. I have 8 fingers and 2 thumbs! Ha Ha Ha!
Glen: I work at Burger King. Glen: You want fries with that.
Steve Barker: Peter's another name for weaner. [laughs]
Billy: SCRATCH! SCRAAAAAAAAATCH! Oh my stars of the love of Liza. You scratch my C-D!
Thomas: I would definitely bring protection.
[repeated line] Billy: Oh my-lanta!
Thomas: Goodbye, Hooker Lady!
Glen: People tell us all the time what we wont ever do. Won't ever read, won't ever have a job, won't ever learn to tie my own shoes, won't ever have a girlfriend. Well I have done all those things. Mark: But you can't tie your own shoes. Winston: And you never had a girlfwiend. Glen: That's right
Billy: Thomas, get me some water. My throat is parched. Thomas: Do you want tap or Evian? Billy: I don't know. Surprise me.
Thomas: What a cockblock!
Billy: Oh, Mylanta! You *are* my woman!
Thomas: [runs over to Jimmy] JIMMY! Can I have you're autograph? Jimmy: Get it off eBay! Thomas: Who is eBay?
Glen: Hi I'm Glen Glen: Guess how many fingers I have? Gary: ten Glen: no I have eight and two thumbs
Rudy: Smooth moove, Ajax.
Steve Barker: [to lynn in cafeteria] Can I have a hug?
Thomas: I don't want her to know that I like her, I... did you know Christ was a Jew?
Steve Barker: Jeffy just doesn't know what's happening to his body...
Steve Barker: I can count to potato
Thomas: This is my doberman candy.
Gary: What? Since when did tard become politically incorrect?
Michael: Incredible; that guy is the Deion Sanders of retards.
Lynn Sheridan: [to David] Go away, asshole! Billy: [laughs] Lynn said A hole with S's!
Gary: We need to come up with a slogan. You know, like "Life is like a box of chocolates.", or "Take my hands, boss." like that monster tard off of "Green Mile."
Steve Barker: Can I have a slice of your doody?
Steve Barker: My name is Lance, and I like nuts!
Stavi: Give Mr. Steve a Stavi goodbye. [waves with thumb and pinkie]
Steve Barker: What's in that? Glen: Milk, eggs, and meat. Steve Barker: What kind of meat? Glen: Raw meat!