I've been a storyteller all my life. When I was in high school, I used to amuse myself by driving through the woods at night and see how long it would be before I scared the pants off my friends - and if I could do it before I scared myself.
I've been caught in parachute pants. And on my high school yearbook, they used the wrong picture. They were supposed to use the picture of me with a nice suit on. They used me with my collar flipped up, in a fuchsia and white striped shirt. I blame P...
Over time, I discovered that learning new things doesn't always liberate you. Instead it makes you wonder if your pants are on backward or if the trees are holding the sky up - it makes you question all of your assumptions and conventions.
Humanity i love you because you are perpetually putting the secret of life in your pants and forgetting it's there and sitting down on it and because you are forever making poems in the lap of death Humanity i hate you
My waist used to be tiny. I just saw a picture of Miley Cyrus with a little crop top and low pants, and I'm like, 'That was me growing up in Brazil!' I had the typical model body, but after babies, it changed. I look more like a woman.
I definitely have hips, and I'm shorter, so I like to make my legs look longer. I'll wear shorts or pants that elongate my legs. I'm not a tiny, skinny toothpick. I definitely like to show off my waist and my butt.
Once upon a time, growing up male gave little boys a sense of certainty about the natural order of things. We had short hair, wore pants, and played baseball. Girls had long hair, wore skirts, and, no matter how hard they tried, always threw a baseba...
When you start your career, you have to figure out a way to separate yourself from the pack. So I went for a kind of preppy, psycho-killer look: I had short hair, grey flannel pants, and a button-down shirt. I think it worked, because nobody else was...
Michael: Every time he comes up, he's got no knife, he's got no jacket, he's got no pants, he's got no boots. All he's got is that stupid gun he carries around like John Wayne.
[McClane removes his shirt and pants] John McClane: You know, you're the first woman since Holly to see me do this. Connie Kowalski: I'm honored. John McClane: Yeah, so was she.
Keith Frazier: Alright, I've got them right where I want 'em. Det. Bill Mitchell: Where's that? Keith Frazier: Right behind me with my pants around my ankles, but it's a start.
Frankie Dunn: [about Danger] He paid his dues? Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Dues? The boy can't afford pants, you want him to pay dues? Frankie Dunn: Get out of my office!
Kate Grant: Keith White. He wanted in my pants, too. But he was so boring. [Kate lifts her dress and flashes a tombstone] Kate Grant: See what you could have, Keith, if you hadn't talked about wheat all the time.
Martin Frohm: What would you say if man walked in here with no shirt, and I hired him? What would you say? Christopher Gardner: He must have had on some really nice pants.
Ed McDonnough: You guys just can't stay. I appreciate you being friends of Hi and all but this is a decent family here. Gale: [Quietly, to H.I] Say, who wears the pants around here, H.I.?
Paulie: You're busted! Adrian: What? Paulie: You're not a virgin! [Adrian sobbing] Paulie: You let him get into your pants! She's busted! [Rocky grabs Paulie; screams, then sobs] Paulie: [cries] I can't haul meat no more.
My parents had five children in six years and one week, meaning that my mom was pregnant for most of the '60s and driving carpools for most of the '70s. When we were young, she dressed us alike so she could pick us out in crowds: identical skirts for...
Certain movies like 'Wag The Dog,' we used improv on every scene that we did. Pretty much, we would shoot from the script and then some stuff that we came up with in rehearsal, and then we'd have at least one or two takes where we completely went off...
Alice: Well, it all started when I was sitting on the river bank with Dinah. March Hare: Very interesting - Who's Dinah? [Pants lasciviously] Alice: Oh, Dinah's my cat. You see... Dormouse: Cat? CAT!
When I was a kid, I used to sneak down the stairs when my folks were listening to 'The Witch's Tale' and 'Inner Sanctum' on the radio. I went to see 'Frankenstein' in the movie theater and got the pants scared off of me.
He tugged my zipper down like he was unveiling a gift, spreading my pants open. “Yeah. There it is. You have a nice fat dick. I would have never guessed it." “I’m Italian,” I said inanely.
