"Fuck you, Sherlock, and the hansom cab you and Dr W. rode in on."
— Jim Gardener, The Tommyknockers
"Juxtaposing yadda yadda yadda ya."
— Waves by Kaddisfly
"It ain’t no secret I didn’t get these scars falling over in church."
— John Marston, Red Dead Redemption
"Such manners! And always in the last place you look… like stockings!"
— Flemeth, Dragon Age: Origins
"What did you say about my mother?! For your information, her feet stink only, because she has to work the whole day in droppings! But it’s still the goddamn best Starbucks in Glasgow!"
— Groundskeeper Willie, The Simpsons
Lightning, to use a Scott Pilgrimism, I am in lesbians with you.
Final Fantasy XIII, you are so awful, but Lightning… *sigh*
"I never knew a man who knew so much about nothing."
— Tia, Seinfeld (The Airport, season 4)
"Every time you hear whispers, you run the other way."
— Benjamin Linus, Lost
blondetea:
bawbag:
Max Power, he’s the man whose name you’d love to touch but you musn’t touch, his name sounds good in your ear but when you say it, you mustn’t fear because his name can be said by anyone
dailyseinfeld:
George: Yes. Yes. You know what’s interesting. The quarterback for the Atlanta Falcons is Bobby Hebert. No “r” which I find fascinating. You know it’s Herbert h-e-r-b-e-r-t, Hebert h-e-b-e-r-t. “Hebert” it’s a fun name to pronounce. Try and say it Hebert. Take a shot. All right. [check arrives] All right. I got it.
Julie: No, no. I’d like to take you out.
George: No, Julie, Julie, don’t insult me. You know, what difference does it make who pays for lunch. It’s totally meaningless.
(via The Big Salad)
Watched this the other day. George’s unbridled enthusiasm for Hebert and Herbert always amuses me.