I'm still shakin' it, boss, I'm still shakin' it

"Small town...not much to do in the evenin'"

"I hope you ain't going to be a hard case."

"When a man's mother dies and, uh, he gets to thinking about her funeral and paying respects. Before he knows it, his mind ain't right."

"Nothin'. A handful of nothin'. You stupid mullet head."

"Yeah, well, sometimes nothin' can be a real cool hand."

"What we have is a failure to communicate."

"I can eat fifty eggs."

"Nobody can eat fifty eggs."

"They're just little ole bird eggs... Fish eggs practically!"

"Alright, stand back you pedestrians, this ain't no automobile accident."

"That's it. That's the end of it."

"Why you got to go and say fifty eggs for? Why not thirty-five or thirty-nine?"

"I thought it was a nice round number."

"It's like a ripe melon what's gettin' ready to bust."

"You're gonna hafta kill me..."

"I'll radio the local hospital and let them know you're bringing him in."


The Devil's eggs they were.

...and all that was before the turkey leg, dressing, green bean casserole, sweet potatoes, mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, and macaroni and cheese.

I lapsed into a coma before pie.


"You make a bad enough mistake, and then you gotta deal with the Man. And he is one rough old boy."