Monday, May 18, 2009

More music

What'll ya have, what'll ya have?

It’ll be 72 today with 10% humidity.

Your ball is first in the rack and you will be the first off on Gordon Morris this morning.

I’ll sell you that 14 foot Fraser fir for just $200.

It’s in remission.

And in the beginning . . .

Welcome. Your. Atlanta. Braves.


Sir, I would follow your son into war.

That’s your daughter that just scored 30 on us?

Eric Clapton.

Ya’ll want stew with that?

I just found one more in the back.

Welcome back, sir.


Do you want a water back?

You’re the best boss I ever had.

That Zac is the cutest boy I’ve ever seen.

Welcome to Daniel. Please, enjoy a cocktail at the bar while we prepare your table.

Dad, Mom just thru us out of her house. We’re here to live with you.

Mr. B., that’s a classic.

You asshole. You just airmailed me by 25 yards.

Which one of you just called me a knucklehead? You’re outta here.

He played his heart out.

Good morning, welcome to Lucy’s.

Yes, we do have the 1997 Gaja.

Whiskey river take my mind . . .

Do you have any idea how many people are scared of you?

Is ‘dat a wig?

Gung hay fat choy.

I thought you said Laura was pregnant.

Hey Alan, it’s Pop.

I can see the crown of her head.

She will only need seven stitches.

Sir, if Pete's not in a better place, we are all lost.

Mr. Burks, I can see out of one eye enough to drive. And I'm coming to see you.

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