I've looked back over some old posts today and realised I write Entry reports, talk about my depression or run quizes.
Since work is pants and I don't want to dwell on it and i haven't worked out a few things from the event, it'll have to be a quiz to distract me then.
1: Campa... Quino... They would destroy the city
2: Somebody call IX-I-I.
3: Can reach Plymouth if ordered...
4: A: What the fuck is that?
B: It's me bren gun.
A: Couldn't you have thought of something more practical?
5:Mother- No, listen to me. You're a good husband, and a good father. But that's all. Nothing more.
[she walks off, a small boy hugs the father's leg]
Son: I believe in you, Daddy!
Mother: [calling] Roland, do NOT encourage your father!
6: Some gang! An Indian ranch hand, a drunken gunfighter, a sex maniac, and an uncle
7: My line? My most effective one is to tell a girl she has hair like a tortured midnight, lips like a red couch in an ivory palace that I'm lonely and starved for affection. Then, I generally burst into tears. It seldom works.
8: You must unlearn what you have learned
9: A: I love these guys! You know what? They're like Bill and Ted meet... Cheech and Chong!
B: Yeah. I-I kinda like to think of them as Rosencrantz and Guildenstern meet Vladamir and Estragon.
A: Yes!
[pause]
A: Who?
10: Why? I knew someone like you once. There was no one to there to help. Now get moving.
11: General Patton has said that wars are fought with weapons but are won by men. We are going to win this war because we have the best... men.
12: Oh, the gentleman from the South had a question about the dining arrangements. He and his comrades are discussing place settings now.