Dead nigger storage ræðan í Pulp Fiction sem ég nenni ekki að skrifa upp hér.
OG
Check the windows, clean the oil…….dollar gas!
OG
It's not fair that chocolate makes you fat, but I've eaten my share and guess what!
OG
Paging Dr.Fagot, Dr.Fagot please.
OG
GOD OF WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR, may your hammer be mightyyyyyyyyyyy.
OG
Everyone’s a hero in their own way
Everyone can blaze a hero’s trail
Don’t worry if it’s hard,
if you’re not a friggin ‘tard you will prevail
OG
This next item, entitled “die piggy, piggy, die die”
OG
Svo margt margt fleira.
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