... a pathetic creature of meat and bone, panting and sweating as you run through my corridors.

Where must we go, we who wander this wasteland, in search of our better selves?

We're going to win even if I have to go into the auditorium and personally jerk off every guy in the audience.

There's an old saying in Tennessee, I know it's in Texas, it's probably in Tennessee...

Inanimate objects are classified into three categories: those that don't work, those that break down, and those that get lost.

If you wish to make an apple pie, you must first invent the universe.

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