Going to the opera, like getting drunk, is a sin that carries its own punishment with it.
Eddie: Can we lock up and get drunk now?
[Drunk, singing] Samir: Back up in your ass with the resurrection.
Rani: [Drunk, Talking to strangers in Paris] Rain! It rains in India too.
Mark Zuckerberg: I was drunk, and angry, and stupid... Marylin Delpy: ...and Blogging. Mark Zuckerberg: And Blogging.
Modern morality and manners suppress all natural instincts, keep people ignorant of the facts of nature and make them fighting drunk on bogey tales.
An American monkey, after getting drunk on brandy, would never touch it again, and thus is much wiser than most men.
I don't drink, and I don't smoke. It's a personal preference. My mom has never drunk or smoked. I look up to my mom.
Lord Bullingdon: [to a drunk Barry] I have now come to claim that satisfaction.
I'm like the drunk in the bar who wants just one more for the road.
more money than the crooks at Enron and less taste than a drunk after a bottle of tequila
Cameron is drunk and spouting isane incoherent shit. It comes with the territory of being a poetry major
Cameron is drunk and spouting insane incoherent shit. It comes with the territory of being a poetry major,
you never know u r drunk until u wake up with a dickhead in the morning.
It's okay saying sorry, but when you are drunk you say what you really feel.
I have been brought up and trained to have the utmost contempt for people who get drunk.
Come, for my part I will have only those glorious, manly pleasures of being very drunk, and very slovenly.
You can’t just come out and say what you have to say. That’s what people do on airplanes, when a man plops down next to you in the aisle seat of your flight to New York, spills peanuts all over the place (back when the cheapskate airlines at leas...
[Clementine comes in drunk and collapses on the couch. Joel has been sitting up and reading; his voice is angry] Joel: It's 3 o'clock. Clementine: I kinda sorta wrecked your car. Joel: You were driving drunk. It's pathetic. Clementine: I was a little...
Dean Vernon Wormer: Here are your grade point avarages. Mr. Kroger: two C's, two D's and an F. That's a 1.2. Congratulations, Kroger. You're at the top of the Delta pledge class. Mr. Dorfman? Flounder: [drunk] Hello! Dean Vernon Wormer: 0.2... Fat, d...
Nothing spells trouble like two drunk cowboys with a rocket launcher.
