I don't mind being ... fat. I was in the Big Man's Shop and a salesman came
up to me and said, "We have jogging suits in your size." Why? Last time I
ran was in '82. I didn't hear the bells on the ice-cream truck the first
time.
-- Max Alexander
up to me and said, "We have jogging suits in your size." Why? Last time I
ran was in '82. I didn't hear the bells on the ice-cream truck the first
time.
-- Max Alexander
Related:
- Marge: Now wait a minute, I'm not sure about this. Every time we've
ever gone on vacation I end up being horribly embarrassed.
We end up in a big fight and we come home more... - saga n.
[WPI] A cuspy but bogus raving story about N
random broken people.
Here is a classic example of the saga form, as told... - Ice Cream man: [driving past in his truck]
I'm all out of ice cream!
[to Bart and Lisa] It's true, you know. ... - My friend Sappo was real depressed. He said, "I can't get any girls." I
said,
"Don't worry, listen, tomorrow we're going swimming... - I'll never forget the first time I ran Windows,
but I'm trying..... - Listen to me, Mister Big-Shot. If you're looking for the kind of
employee that takes abuse,
and never sticks up for himself, I'M YOUR MAN! You... - In Germany they first came for the Communists and I didn't speak up because
I wasn't a Communist.
Then they came for the Jews, and I didn't speak up... - In Germany, they came first for the communists, and I didn't speak up
because I wasn't a communist.
Then they came for the Jews, and I didn't speak up... - Martin: Bart, can we stop for ice cream?
Bart:
Yes. [a little later, the boys all have cones]...
From the same category:
- And now the final score: Deep Space 9,
Babylon 5... - Logic doesn't apply to the real world.
--
Marvin... - Your object is to save the world,
while still leading a pleasant life... - A man always remembers his first love with special tenderness,
but after that begins to bunch them. -- H. L. Mencken... - Whether they ever find life there or not, I think Jupiter should be considered
an enemy planet.
Deep Thoughts, by Jack...
