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No more yankie my wankie, the Donger needs food!
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You can't really dust for vomit.
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We used to use the last line quite frequently, but it looses something without the entire dialoque
Jefferson's little brother: "My brother's gonna kill us. He's gonna to kill us. He's gonna kill you and he's gonna kill me, he's gonna kill us."
Spicoli: "Man, just be glad I had fast reflexes."
Jefferson's little brother: "My brother's gonna shit."
Spicoli: "Well make up your mind dude. Is he gonna shit, or is he gonna kill us?"
Jefferson's little brother: "First he's gonna shit, then he's gonna kill us."
Spicoli "Relax, alright. My old man is a television repairman. He has the ultimate set of tools. I can fix it."
Of course, this isn't complete without Jefferson's revenge.
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Strange things are afoot at the Circle K.
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I promise you; whatever scum did this, not one man on this force will rest one minute until he's behind bars. Now, let's grab a bite to eat.
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Spalding, get your foot off the boat!
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Now, I owe it to myself to tell you that if you're taking the whole tribe cross-country, the Wagon Queen Family Truckster ... You think you hate it now, wait 'til you drive it.
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Hansel! Gretel! Don't each the schnitzel. They're using Schnauzer.
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I ran out of gas. I... I had a flat tire. I didn't have enough money for cab fare. My tux didn't come back from the cleaners. An old friend came in from out of town. Someone stole my car. There was an earthquake. A terrible flood. Locusts! IT WASN'T MY FAULT, I SWEAR TO GOD!