"What are children anyway? Midget drunks. They greet you in the morning by kneeing you in the face and talking gibberish. They can't even walk straight." - Dylan Moran
torsdag, februari 17, 2011
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Virgil: Where's my coke, where's Clarence, and when's he coming back?
Alabama: ...Fuck You.
"I love you Harry. You make me feel like a person."
Marion: [on the phone to Harry] Can you come today? Harry: Yeah, I'll come today. You just wait me alright. [pause] Marion, I'm really sorry Marion.
Julie who?
- Oh Julie.
- Göteborg - Världen, Sweden
- Den lata bohemen som drog till Urkult och insåg att nå bohemisk var jag då inte alls. Det gör inte så mycket, jag lever livet ändå!
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