Albrecht: Now Sarah, she's a genuine hot dogger. You hungry? Sarah: You buyin'? Albrecht: I'm buyin'. Sarah: No onions though, okay? Albrecht: No onions? Sarah: They make you fart, big time.
Joe: It's a waste of time trying to logically figure out the female brain, that's for sure. Maybe she got another boyfriend. [farts] Seymour: Well... thanks for cheering me up!
Captain Hadley: If I hear so much as a mouse fart in here the rest of the night I swear by God and sonny Jesus you will all visit the infirmary. Every last motherfucker in here.
Terrence: Now, Phillip, did you learn something in all this? Phillip: I did, Terrence. I learned that you're a boner-biting, dick-fart, fuck-face! [they laugh]
Edward Cole: Here's something to remember when you're older Thomas - never pass up a bathroom, never waste a hard-on, and never trust a fart. Thomas: I'll remember that when I start "decrepitating" sir.
I want to do it too!” said Gazzy, sitting very, very quietly, completely motionless. “Nope,” said Nudge, shaking her head. “You stand out like a fart in church.
A blanket could be used to store valuable information that will keep future generations warm overnight. And just so you know, it wasn’t me that farted in the blanket. That’s a bit too much information, don’t you think?
I farted like a pack of crying onions. That was my response to her I love you.
Leaning forward in the chair, Harley squeezed out a controlled fart, so no one could hear it. This damn reception area was like a echo chamber. If he weren’t careful, it could reverberate around the hall like a shotgun blast.
Eduardo: I'm not afraid of your jelly guns. Dr. Nefario: Oh, this ain't no jelly gun, sunshine. [uses the fart gun on El Macho to knock him out cold from the smell of the stench]
Bill: We should get tuna. Stan: Please no more tuna. Bill: It has protein, we need protein. Stan: Beans have protein. Bill: Beans make you fart. Stan: We got a convertible.
Edward Cole: Three things to remember when you get older: never pass up a bathroom, never waste a hard-on, and never trust a fart. Thomas: I'll keep that in mind as I approach decrepitude.
Yes, an actual full-sized camel. If you find that confusing, just think how the criosphinx must have felt. Where did the camel come from, you ask? I may have mentioned Walt’s collection of amulets. Two of them summoned disgusting camels. I’d met ...
While the churches, bringing the sweet smell of piety for the soul, came in prancing and farting like brewery horses in bock-beer time, the sister evangelism, with release and joy for the body, crept in. silently and greyly, with its head bowed and i...
Bolts of energy swirled in the air and streamed into Dave’s butt. Dave sneezed ... No. He farted through his nose.
Just let them sit in the goddam sun. But the world won't let them because there's nothing more dangerous than letting old farts sit in the sun. They might be thinking. Same thing with kids. Keep 'em busy or they might start thinking.
French Soldier: I don't want to talk to you no more, you empty-headed animal food trough wiper! I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!
Ed: I'm sorry, Shaun. Shaun: It's OK. Ed: No, I'm *sorry*, Shaun. Shaun: What? [smells Ed's fart] Shaun: Oh, God, that's rotten! Ed: I'll stop doing it when you stop laughing! Shaun: I am not laughing!
Bug? You sack of sweat stink. I've got farts that smell sweeter than you. Think you're better than me? Poop ice cream cones, do you? Call me a bug! Rachel, let me do him now.
Dr. Nefario: And here, of course, is the new weapon you ordered. [shoots a minion with the fart gun, making him pass out] Gru: No, no, no. I said DART gun, not... [grossed out] Gru: okayyy. Dr. Nefario: Oh yes. Cause I was wondering... under what cir...
For me, I need to be able to show up on set and fart around and goof around. If I can have that, when I'm not acting, then when I'm acting I can go however deep and dark and bad I need to. I developed that more with 'Breaking Bad' because I've never ...
