Whoever is in charge of such things had been sparing with his blessings on the moment Benno was born. He had neither looks nor wit nor skill. He was not large or strong, he could not sing; in fact, he had a stammer, which on most occasions left him s...
[last lines] Nigel Tufnel: [on what he would do if he couldn't be a rock star] Well, I suppose I could, uh, work in a shop of some kind, or... or do, uh, freelance, uh, selling of some sort of, uh, product. You know... Marty DiBergi: A salesman? Nige...
Reed Rothchild: TODD... PARKER! Todd Parker: Rockin' Reed Rothchild! Reed Rothchild: You made it! Woo-Hoo! Todd Parker: Amazing party, man! Fuckin' chicks everywhere! Reed Rothchild: You bet. Compliments of Jack Horner. Thank you. Todd Parker: I woul...
