Showing posts with label Richard. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Richard. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

A Butchers' Ass?

Tommy: 'Hey, I'll tell you what. You can get a good look at a butcher's ass by sticking your head up there. But, wouldn't you rather to take his word for it?'
Customer: 'What? I'm failing to make the connection here.'
Tommy: 'No, I mean is, you can get a good look at a T-bone by sticking your head up a butcher's ass. No, wait. It's gotta be your bull.'
Richard: 'Wow.'

Fat Guy, Little Coat

Tommy: 'Richard? Is this your coat?'
Richard: 'Don't do it.'
Tommy: 'Fat guy in a little coat. Fat guy in a little coat.'
Richard: 'Don't.'
Tommy: 'Fat guy in a little coat. Fat guy in a little coat.'
Richard: 'Take it off, Dickhead, I'm serious!'
Tommy: 'Richard! What's happening? Uh oh!'t

Best One Liners

'Did you eat a lot of paint chips when you were a kid?' ~ Paul
'I can get a good look at a T-bone by sticking my head up a bull's ass, but I'd rather take a butcher's word for it.' ~ Tommy
'You better pray to the god of skinny punks that this wind doesn't pick up, cos I'll come over there, and jam an oar up your ass.' ~ Tommy
'Ugh, I can actually hear you getting fatter.' ~ Richard
'My fellow nerds and I will retire to the nerdery with our calculators.' ~ Richard
'Tommy Likey! Tommy want wing-ey!' ~ Tommy
'No offense, but if I showed a picture of your mom to some of my buddies at school, she'd definitely be "Boner of the Month".' ~ Tommy
'These shoes are Italian. They're worth more than your life.' ~ Paul
'Brothers don't shake hands. Brothers gotta hug.' ~ Tommy
'Ok, folks, the guy in front of you is Tommy, he's gonna be taking you through my little spiel here. Tommy is a Scorpio, he likes biking and he's never been laid.' ~ Richard
'Okay, and life preservers, these we may need. Although what are the odds of us actually hitting a lake? My money says if anything, it's gonna be a mountain.' ~ Richard
'Oww, that's gonna leave a mark!' ~ Tommy
'Holy Schnike!' ~ Tommy
'And what about seat belts? To fasten, take the little end and stick it in the big end and, you know what? If you guys don't know how to use a seat belt, just ring your call button and Tommy will come back there and hit you on the head with a tack hammer because you're a retard.' ~ Richard
'It's called reading! Top to bottom, left to right, a group of words together is called a sentence. Take Tylenol for any headaches; Midol for any cramps.' ~ Richard

Going Over Some 'Documents'

Tommy: 'Richard, what were you doing?'
Richard: 'Um, going over some documents.'
Tommy: 'Well, where are they? Geez, I don't see them!'
Richard: They're in my briefcase.'
Tommy: 'How can you be reading documents, when they're in you're briefcase? Hmm, that's a mystery!'
Richard: 'Ok then, let's hit it.'
Tommy: 'Richard! Were you watching, "Spank-tra-vision?" Maybe you were watching a movie with that funny comedian! Oh, whats his name? Buddy Whackett?'
Richard: 'Ok, let's get some shut-eye.'
Tommy: 'Say! That's a pretty girl down there!'
Richard: 'Good for her.'
Tommy: 'Gee, I wonder if she goes out with one of the Yankees!'
Richard: 'Couldn't tell ya.'
Tommy: 'Big day tomorrow. Hope we can keep this momentum goin'.'
Richard: 'Yup. That'd be good.'
Tommy: 'Richard, who's you're favorite little rascal? Alfalfa? Or is it Spanky?'
Tommy: 'Sinner.'