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Fuck!
Hey, Amy!
You got any crystal?
Fuck off.
Shit, who pissed in your Fruit Loops?
Peanut, why don't you go passionately fuck yourself?
Ew, yuck! You're all sweaty.
What ya lookin' for?
My skull lighter.
I swear, if it's missing, I'll slit my wrists!
Ooh, now that would be a great loss to the human race.
Sit and spin.
That guy has the intelligence of a stool sample.
He's okay.
I think he's got brain damage.
But he's okay.
This place is so fucking boring.
I wish someone would burn it to the ground.
Can we just get the fuck outta here?
Okay.
Wanna go to Heaven?
Go ahead and stick it inside.
Jordan, put your dick in me!
I'm trying.
I'm sorry.
I just...
What?
I'm afraid of catching AIDS.
But we're both virgins.
Where's the fuckin' cigarettes?
I dunno what it is,
but, I feel really weird tonight,
like something's gonna happen
Me too.
Hey, Amy.
Do you love me?
Yeah, totally.
Why?
It's just...
"I love you" can mean a lot of things,
like, "You'll do till someone better comes along,"
or, "I can't describe how I really feel,
but I know I'm supposed to say this,"
or, "Shut up! I'm watching TV."
Are you stoned?
I think sometimes this city is sucking away my soul.
Like, yesterday I was stuck in this humongous traffic jam
on the 405 freeway
and I just couldn't wait to get to the dead bodies
lying there on the bloody asphalt.
All I cared about was getting out and moving again.
I know.
I feel like a gerbil smothering in Richard Gere's butthole.
There just is no place for us in this world.
Hey, get off my fucking car!
Wake up, cocksucker!
It's time to die!
Yo, bitch, would you just go?
Go!
Get your fucking hands off my car!
Goddamn motherfucker!
I swear, if there is one dent in the door,
one scratch in the paint...
What the fuck are you talkin' about?
This car is older than you
and your jailbait boyfriend here combined.
I love this car.
Oh, my God, you're bleeding all over the upholstery!
Jesus, don't potty in your panties about it.
Jordan, he is bleeding all over my upholstery!
It's okay, Amy, he's cleaning it up.
You all right, man?
Yeah. I'm totally into getting the fuck beat out of me
and slicing my own leg up.
You're really fuckin' rude. You know that?
Hey, that's my shirt.
Oh, sorry.
Oh, it's cool.
Go ahead, use it.
That is so gross.
What's your name, anyway?
What's your name?
Xavier.
What?
It's Xavier.
That is the stupidest fuckin' name I have ever heard.
Is it cool if I just call you "X"?
I can't really pronounce all that.
Only if I get to call you "Nutlicker".
If bullshit were music, you'd be a big brass band.
What's with your lady here, Jordo?
Terminal PMS?
Fuck you.
No. Fuck you!
Fuck you, you stinking cootch.
Fuck you, you big wet bearded clam!
Get out of my fucking car!
Come on, Amy, he didn't mean it.
He's just joking around.
Right X?
Tell her.
Yeah, Amy.
Don't get your uterus all tied in a knot.
Listen, jism-breath!
I want you out of my fucking car right this fucking second!
I'm not kidding, scumfuck!
Get lost!
You're, uh,
giving me an erection.
You're repugnant!
Okay, Miss America, you win.
Beam me up, Scotty.
Later, gator.
Hey!
What about my shirt?
Thanks, X.
My pleasure, Nutlicker.
Will you marry me?
Hey, you don't have to decide immediately.
Hey! You think about it!
You can dance if you want!
Sleep on it, honey!
I swear, Amy, you can be so harsh.
I don't know, he seemed cool.
Kinda strange maybe.
He was an anus-face.
What were we talkin' about the other day,
about trying to be less judgmental of people?
Fuck that.
I'm starvin'.
Stop at the next Quickiemart, okay?
Sure you don't want anything?
I'm speeding, remember?
Oh, yeah.
Hey!
No smoking here!
Jesus!
Hey, guy, girlie, you pick up.
Eat my fuck.
Amy...
Pick up, girlie.
I'm so sure.
We happy?
$6.66.
Huh, that's weird.
Must've fallen out in the car.
I'll pay you right back.
Oh fuck!
Scumfuck.
$6.66.
You fucking kook, we left our wallets in the car, okay?
Let me just go out and...
$6.66.
What're you gonna do, shoot us? Is this some kind of joke,
like "Candid Camera" or something?
Scram!
What the fuck are you doing?
Saving your fucking life!
Did I ask you to do us any big favors, huh?
Would you please just get the fuck outta here?
Jordan, he is getting us into deep shit.
Would you just get the hell outta here?
Come on!
Hey, come on, man!
- Oh, my God! Oh, my God! - Relax, relax, relax!
Would you just fucking chill?
His head...
His head, man, it was talkin'.
Oh, my God!
I think, we're probably cool.
I mean, the weirdo gook Lady with the machete,
she probably doesn't even speak English.
I think everything's gonna be fine.
What the fuck do you mean, "everything's gonna be fine?"
You just blew somebody's fucking head off!
You know, you gotta be a little pessimist
all the time, don't you?
Little Miss Gloom and Doom.
Well, fuck you!
You were there.
You were both there with me.
And read my lips,
we're in this together.
I fry, we all fry.
Blow it out your crusty rectum, loser.
We don't know you, we barely just met you,
and we certainly don't like you.
You're fucking crazy!
And you're ugly besides.
I love you too, darling.
His fuckin' head,
it was in the relish and onions
and, it was talkin'.
I mean, don't you think you oughta
call your mom or something?
Tomorrow.
What?
Mommy and Daddy'll be all worried about their baby girl?
My mom used to be a heroin addict,
now she's a Scientologist.
My old man's dead.
Oh, sorry.
I'm not.
He was a bloated, alky pig,
who was always trying to molest me.
What about you?
My folks live in Encino.
My mom shot my dad
and then killed herself when I was 12.
I'm taking a bath.
I love this show, man.
So how long you and Princess Leia
been a happy little couple?
Fuck,
a long time.
Three months.
No way.
You know, most of my relationships,
they last about three days,
or, uh, three hours.
Yeah, well, relationships bite.
Wow!
Righteous tattoo!
- Thanks. - I been wantin' one forever,
but, I can't decide on a design I like enough to,
you know, wear on my body for like the rest of my life.
It's a big commitment.
I sure do like yours a lot though.
I gotta take a whiz.
Hi.
I must piss.
Now some of this next footage may be
too gruesome for some audience members,
so viewer discretion is advised.
Police say that the severed head of Quickiemart proprietor,
Nguyen Kok Suk, was still talking when it was discovered
at approximately 2:39 AM by a Jerseymaid deliveryman.
And the San Fernando Valley Sheriffs Department is
still investigating the bizarre, ritualistic slaying
of his wife and children as well.
It appears that the shopkeeper's wife,
was so distraught over the slaying of her husband
that she took the lives of her children,
disemboweling them.
Wait just a second there!
Disemboweling them?
Yes, Chet, disemboweling them,
before taking the knife to herself
in some kind of unusual suicide rite.
The police so far have only one clue to the identity
of Mr. Suk's murderer or murderers,
this skull earring,
the type sold most frequently
in rock and roll paraphernalia shops,
often worn by homosexuals, satanists,
and members of other dangerous cult groups.
Now hold it, Sandy.
Um, correct me if I'm wrong,
but don't a lot of people,
especially trendy teenagers following the latest fad,
kids who are otherwise perfectly normal,
don't they wear earrings similar to the one shown here?
Yes. Well, Chet, that is a problem.
You don't have to be 19 to have a body like this.
You don't have to work out eight hours a day.
All right.
Smooth move, ex-lax.
- Pinch the bridge of your nose. - Oh, man.
Pinch it there.
I'm so fuckin' hungry, I could eat my leg.
How about a little foodular action?
Welcome to Carnoburger.
May I have your orders please?
Gimme the Slop-O-Rama Bellybuster, no onions,
A passion fruit Slurpster,
and, a side of curly-Q fries.
I'll have some barbecue beef chunks,
some fried cheese balls,
and an Evian.
Diet coke, extra large.
She never eats when she does crystal.
Shut up.
That'd be all?
Yep!
Hey, I lost my earring.
That'll be $6.66.
Please pull forward to the window.
Jordan, I'm sure.
We are like in a total predicament
and you're worried about losing a fucking earring?
It's got sentimental value.
My mom gave it to me when I finally passed algebra/ trig.
You can relax your royal sphincter muscle, your highness.
The crazy machete Lady offed herself and her kids,
so there are no witnesses left.
- What? - What?
- They're all dead. It was on the news.
You are so full of sheep excrement it's not even funny.
I saw it on TV, so it's gotta be true, right?
Yeah, but, what if dead guy's head is still talking
and he tell the cops everything?
Ugh! Grossify me.
6.66.
Sunshine?
Gimme some money.
Sunshine, is that you?
I think you must've me mixed up with someone else.
Gonad-face, gimme some money.
Don't lie to me now.
I know it's you.
Look, you fucking chunky pumpkinhead,
I don't know what the fuck you're talking about!
Would you just give me some fucking money?
You said you loved me.
You said you'd never leave me.
It this "Night of the Living Brain-dead?"
Wake up and smell the cappuccino, geek!
I don't know you, I've never fucking seen you before,
I don't know who the fuck this Sunshine is!
You little whore.
You broke my fucking heart!
Come on, Sunshine,
give the poor guy a break.
Shut the fuck up and give me some motherfucking money!
Isn't that nice?
I figure, if I can't have you, no one will.
Hey, Bartholomew, what's going on?
The bitch.
I will find her
and I will kill her.
Is it fucking full moon or what?
I mean, what the fuck is going on?
You shouldn't have broke his little old, achey heart
like that, Sunshine.
Cram it, ass-crack.
We wouldn't be in this mess if it wasn't for you.
Mellowize thyself, fish witch.
You ever considered cuttin' down
on your crystal intake a bit?
Christ!
I have had it with you!
Don't worry, Amy.
We're here, we're safe, everything is cool.
Jordan, I just wanna go home
and forget this whole entire nightmare.
It's all right Amy, really.
In the morning, we'll figure it all out.
Okay?
Yeah, sure.
I'm gonna get ready for bed.
Okay.
Brush your teeth before you turn in,
otherwise you'll have cheese-breath.
I get the feeling Amy doesn't like me very much.
Don't take it personal, X.
She's just a little
aloof till you get to know her.
I've never seen a tattoo there before.
Touch it.
Go ahead,
indulge.
What's it a picture of?
Can't you tell?
It's Jesus.
Nuh-uh.
Why the hell do you have Jesus tattooed on your dick?
So people, when I'm boning 'em, can say,
"I've got Jesus inside me."
I'm gonna vacuum your tongue right out of your face.
Wait.
I'm gonna come!
Already?
Don't worry, I'm good for about six times a night.
Nuh-uh!
Four at least!
How about you? You anywhere close?
Well, sorta.
I... I can't hold it much longer!
Where is she?
Where is my little dandelion flower?
Tell me where she is
or you'll gonna have a mangled stump
in place of that fairy face of yours.
Tell me where she is,
you fucking slimy piece of queerbait!
I'm right here, love-bucket.
My pearly dew drops fraps.
I've missed you so much, my darling.
You know I could never live without you, my pumpkin.
I've dreamed of this moment for months.
Come on!
But my pants!
Come on!
Get in the car!
My babycakes! Come home, please?
Please don't leave me again! Please?
Get a fuckin' life, dogbreath!
No!
Come back!
Babycake!
Ever feel like reality is more twisted than dreams?
Not again.
My fucking arm!
I want it back!
Son of a bitch!
Jam on it, girlfriend!
Get that fucking thing out of my car!
I'm trying! What do you think?
Oh, God fucking dammit, Amy!
Would you kindly stomp on the fucking gas pedal?
Oh, God!
True love!
What is with you?
Do you have to kill someone
every fuckin' time we stop the car?
Well, pardon me for rescuing your ingrate ass
twice in the same night, you fuckin' furry tuna taco.
You don't care about anything, do you?
You have no guilt, no remorse.
You murdered two people tonight.
Doesn't that faze you at all?
Yeah, I'm bummed
to the max.
But it's not like I've never done it before.
Excuse me?
How many people have you...
Just a few.
And all of 'em deserved it
or they wore a uniform.
Like my first,
this ugly sow of a parking cop.
You know how they're all full of themselves,
and they got this fuckin' badge
and they think they're all bad?
Well, this one lardass cunt tickets me
for being in a red zone for more than like 10 seconds.
So I'm in the street arguing with her
and she's just smiling away, writing me up.
I grabbed the bitch by her kinky 'fro
and I started poundin' her head
on the hood of her nice white parking-pig mobile.
And then, I slammed the door on her skull
a bunch of times until she was dead.
La mort, history.
God, would take a reality pill?
I still got the scar,
teeth marks from where the bitch bit me.
I tell you,
those cops, they're like goddamned savage animals.
Some nachos?
That'd be 6.66.
All hail the coffee and cigarette god.
Where's my change?
Drop dead, dunghead.
No Zagnut bars?
Life is a chewy shit sandwich.
Well,
what now?
Go fetch me some Zagnut bars, wench.
Fuck you!
You already have.
What?
Fucked me.
You are such the prick!
That's not exactly how you phrased it last night.
You think you're funny?
'Cause you're not, you're pathetic!
Sniff my finger.
Go ahead and sniff my finger and tell me it doesn't smell
like your girlfriend's sweet, juicy, snatch.
I'm gonna strangle you!
I hate you! I hate you!
I hate you!
Hi.
He's a liar.
You know that, don't you?
It doesn't matter.
Even if I did get together with him,
and this isn't saying I did or anything,
but if I did,
you know that it wouldn't actually mean anything,
I mean...
You know that I really only love you, right?
Whatever, Amy.
I wish that we could ditch him some place, Jordan,
just get rid of him and forget he ever existed.
He's not so bad.
I mean, he's sorta like us,
lost, like he doesn't fit in.
He scares me, Jordan.
Like, I don't know what it is,
there's something evil about him.
Don't be a cornnut.
Come on, finish your breakfast.
Then let's get me some clothes.
I feel like a fuckin' frat boy in this toga.
Be right back.
What's with you?
You act like somebody ate your pet hamster.
Well, duh.
I'm so pissed at you, I could rip your testicles off
and staple them to your ankles.
What the fuck did you have to go and tell Jordan for?
Tell him what?
What do you think, doorknob?
That we got together.
Well, didn't you utterly dig it?
That is not the point!
Well, what is the point then?
Get it? Guilt is for married, old people.
You are incredible.
You aren't even human, are you?
You're like a life support system for a cock!
This is so fuckin' cher.
Look at this thing,
I mean, check it out.
Let me see.
Wow!
Can I?
Be my guest.
Jesus, it's a fuckin' belt
Don't 'tard out over it.
Hi, uh, Mom, Dad.
It's me.
I'm, uh, sorta taking a little vacation with Amy right now,
and, uh...
Fuckin' machine hung up on me.
I'm thirsty.
So what'll it be?
Shit!
Jordan, would you just listen to me for a second
and forget about that dweeby game?
Hey...
Jordan!
Sheesh, Amy, what's the national emergency?
Jordan, would you kindly pull your head
out of your rectal region?
We're accessories to two homicides.
Doesn't that concern you in the fuckin' least?
Well...
Kitten! Kitten is that you?
Oh, God!
Don't you recognize me?
It's me.
It's Brandi, your eternal love slave,
your slave.
Look, Lady, I don't know who you are...
Has this guy shot you full of dope
and brainwashed you like all the others?
You're high, aren't you?
- It's okay! It's me! - Let me...
- It's me, honeycakes! - Let me go!
I know it's you, I can smell your perfume.
Get your fucking clammy hands off me, you crazy bitch!
He's kidnapped you, right?
And he told you he'd kill you
if you acted like you knew me? Oh, my God! Don't fret!
Don't fret, Brandi's here.
I'll save you from this heathen.
I'm gonna lop
his dick off
like a chicken head.
I can't leave you guys alone for a minute, can I?
Oh, God, Bruce! I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
But it was her, it was Kitten.
I know it was her.
The bitch!
I'm gonna find her
and then I'm gonna kill her.
This is so nice,
lying here like two spoons stacked in a drawer.
I hope we die simultaneously,
like in a fiery car wreck,
nuclear bomb blast or something.
You are so romantic.
No, for reals,
I don't ever wanna have to miss you.
Ditto!
Take it out.
Stroke it.
Squeeze it.
Harder!
Look at it.
Put it in,
when I say okay.
O...
K.
Oh, Amy.
Don't you think sex is totally strange?
Just the whole idea of it,
this tube of flesh gets stiff
and inserted in these warm, squishy places.
I think maybe it's more powerful than we'd like it to be.
It's fuckin' trippy,
that's for sure.
It's kinda like eating spaghetti.
Why?
You are so great.
Hey, that reminds me,
I'm hungry.
You're always hungry.
That's' cause I'm a growing boy.
I think I'm gonna walk down to the AM/ PM
and get some shrimp nuggets or something.
Want anything?
Mm, more cigarettes.
Yes, dear.
Hey.
Mm-hmm?
I love you, fucker.
Me too, fucker.
Pig.
What ya watchin'?
Hey.
Come here.
I wanna play a game.
I'm gonna start counting,
if you crack a smile before I get to eight,
I get to strangle you.
If you don't, I have to do anything you say.
All right.
One,
two,
three,
four,
five,
six,
seven,
7 and 1/2.
You win.
Go ahead.
I'll take this too.
6-6-6.
What's Jordan's like?
What?
You know, his engorged member,
his tumescent love missile,
his throbbing purple meat scepter.
Why do you wanna know?
I don't know,
I'm curious.
It's all right.
It's fine.
What do you mean, "It's fine?"
Is it the size of Vienna sausage
or like a baby's arm?
Is it cut, is it uncut?
Does it lean to the left? Does it lean to the right?
Does it go in a southeasterly direction?
Is it curved, is it straight,
is it shaped like a fucking corkscrew, or what?
What difference does it make to you?
Does he plunge it into you long, slow,
and deep, like this?
Or quick, short and shallow,
like a jackrabbit?
Does he make noises like this?
Or does he make them it like...
I know, he's a probably a whimperer, huh?
Yeah, right.
Would you kindly stop babbling and fuck me already?
Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!
Oh, yeah! Oh!
Yeah!
Where you been?
Nowhere.
I was worried about you, doofus.
Sorry.
Come over here.
You know, just because he and I...
It doesn't mean that I'm really like all that...
Whatever.
I know.
This the currency we've linked
to the December 17th Quickiemart robbery-homicide
in Tarzana.
The suspects, a paramilitary brigade of three youths,
appear to be on a freewheeling crime spree heading north.
We've run a fingerprint check
through the mother computer in DC,
and thus far have ID'd one of the suspects,
Amy Blue, age 18.
Height, 5'1". Weight, 92 pounds.
Eyes, hazel. Hair, brown
Cumulative SAT score, 666.
Should be considered armed and dangerous.
Amy Blue,
gentlemen, I want you to find her,
and if necessary, kill her.
Good morning.
Ooh!
Don't kiss me, my breath is like totally skanky.
Wait till I brush my teeth.
Hey.
Know what?
What?
This is the first time we've ever slept together
and woken up together.
In a real bed, I mean.
You are the bright red cherry on top of my sundae.
Goofball.
Rise and shine, monkey butt.
I have died and gone to hell for my sins.
Come on, man.
It's the dawning of a brand new day!
Suck my stump to a bloody lump.
So what happened last night?
A mayonnaise-on-twat?
Huh?
A mayo-on-twat.
A three-way.
A double-stuffed E.T. finger-touch.
What?
- You know in "E.T." where the kid and E.T.
they touch fingers and then they go,
"Ouch!"
Shit, you must've been wasted.
So have you ever done that?
You mean, like have sex with two people at the same time?
Mm-hmm.
No.
It's the best.
You start building up this momentum,
this rhythm,
you know, like a piston engine,
and you're all poundin' away
and your balls are slappin' against the other guy's,
and you can actually feel his cock
through the girl's insides.
What're you two homos gabbing about now?
Have either of you ever done it with an animal?
What?
Have either of you had sex with an animal?
Just you.
Har, har, har.
No, really?
- Have you? - When I was a kid,
we had a golden retriever named Honey...
I do not want to hear any more of this story!
It was a consenting adult.
I fucked a cantaloupe once.
This song always reminds me of Scooter.
Who's Scooter?
He was like my best friend all through high school.
One day, he brought a gun to physics class and told everyone
he was gonna shoot himself in the bathroom,
and he did.
He was always depressed,
I mean, always pulling shit like that,
so nobody believed him.
Death's funny.
Like, at first, it's all weird
and you're all bummed and shit,
like this person you're used to hanging out with
all of sudden doesn't, like, exist anymore.
Then you just get over it and move on.
It's almost for the best.
I mean, Scooter was so sad all the time.
Me and him used to sit in my room
getting stoned, listening to The Smiths.
Like, he was over the night before he killed himself.
Right in the middle of "Unloveable",
he just started crying like crazy.
He was really into The Smiths.
Hey, Amy, remember the time we lost my mom's car?
After the Thrill Kill Kult concert?
We were so trashed,
we couldn't remember where we left the car.
And we looked and looked,
and we walked around and around,
but we could not find the fucking thing to save our life.
We finally ended up taking a cab home.
- Which you puked in. - Which you puked in!
Wait, wait!
How revolting!
Shit!
Amy? What?
Oh fuck!
Oh, my God! Do something!
Like what?
I don't know, something.
What, do I look like, a fucking veterinarian?
Oh, God.
What're you doing?
Jesus fucking Christ!
The world sucks.
No, take the imports.
You get extra tracks.
Oh, right.
Hey.
I just wish I could crawl in here and disappear forever.
Don't you have that at home already?
I miss my records.
Well, well, well, men, lookee here.
Yeah, check out that hot, tight bubble-butt, George.
Oh stop, Dan, I'm gonna pop a boner.
Hey there, sailor.
I like your pretty earrings.
Leave him alone, Pat.
Can't you see he's a shy, sensitive flower?
Hey, X?
What's going on here, man?
No way.
It can't be.
Bambi?
Is it really you?
Fuck!
It's me, George,
your poopsie, your snugly bear.
Look, smegma-breath, I don't know
who the fuck you think I am,
so will you just do me a favor and evacuate?
Bambi?
Poola, don't do this.
Fuck this shit!
Bambi? Bambi!
Please?
- Dig it. - Someone made the bed.
I just hope we don't catch crabs or something.
Life is lonely, boring, and dumb.
Jordan, you want heads or tails?
Huh?
Head or tails?
Whatever.
Heads.
Tails.
Heads.
Oh well.
Is there any more beer?
In the trunk.
Have fun.
- Huh? - Give me your finger.
Oh.
Stick it up my asshole.
What?
Stick your finger up my asshole.
Repulse me! No way!
Come on.
That is the sickest, most grotesque thing...
Do it!
Ow!
Wait, nice and easy.
You're up to bat.
Don't tell me you hogged all the brewskis.
Nothing makes me thirstier than a wicked, excellent fuck.
Go for it, boy-o.
Hey, X,
do you like slam dancing?
It's all right,
except when you get someone's elbow in your eye
or a steel-toed boot in your crotch.
Why?
Have you ever...
I mean...
Does it, like, all those bodies,
all that sweating and pushing and shoving...
Does it give me a hard-on?
Yeah, always.
I, uh, better...
Yeah.
Hey, X,
do you ever wonder what the meaning of our existence is?
Huh?
Do you ever wonder why we exist?
No.
What for?
No reason.
Hey...
Hey, Amy.
What?
You...
You ever wonder what the meaning of our existence is?
You gotta be kidding.
No, really.
Don't you think about it?
Christ, Jordan, I was just about to come.
Can we talk about this later?
I guess.
Ow!
What the fuck are you doing?
Relax, you'll like it.
I'm not gonna like your finger shoved up my shit-chute.
That's grodified!
Jordan, will you please stop being so uptight
and live a little?
Jesus!
I don't know, Amy.
Take a walk on the wild side.
Trust me.
Uh-oh, Amy!
Just be relaxed.
Amy!
Shit!
What?
What is it?
I gotta pee.
Right now?
It's not like I want to get up
and go out into the fucking freezing cold, you know.
But when Nature calls, it fucking hollers.
Hey, just go ahead and let it rip while we're all coming.
- Yuck! - Ooh!
That's so vile and beastly,
I can't believe any human being could even conceive of it.
Jeez, little Miss Polly Pureheart.
You are a demon from hell.
Girls have no sense of adventure.
I guess.
She better hurry.
My woody's startin' to droop.
Mine's not.
What the fuck?
X, man, if this is your idea of...
Shut up!
Amy?
X?
Leave her alone!
Dan!
Please fire up our favorite song.
I pledge allegiance
to the flag
of the United States of America,
and to the republic for which it stands.
One Nation
under God, indivisible...
Leave her the fuck alone!
With liberty and justice...
You fuckin' bitch!
You're gonna pay for that, Bambi.
Part them succulent meat curtains, darling,
and get ready for the religious experience of your life.
You fucking asshole!
Stop it! Stop it!
Stop it!
Just be patient, honey.
You'll get yours.
That's what your mom said,
only I couldn't hear her as well.
She had my sperm gurgling in her mouth.
Don't you ever talk about my mother like that!
You, you, you!
You, dude, are gonna die!
And you, Bambi,
you lying filthy fucking slut,
you're gonna watch me help your little fairy boy-toy...
shuffle off this mortal coil.
Kiss
your puny,
worthless
cock goodbye!
Any last words, queer?
Amy,
I... I love...
Isn't love a many-splendored thing?
Wake up, loverboy!
Open wide and say, "Yummy yum yum!"
You want a Dorito?