To whom it may concern: Avery was quoted a couple of times on the old Pagina Dos... but I took editorial control and deleted them. You're welcome.
"Being single is like having a coupon. You save money." - Rodney
"Ever wonder why the sky is Carolina Blue[?] God must be a UNC fan! Amen!" - Jeremy
"My brother fixed my laptop, lucky me...so now I have $2 worth of electrical tape holding together the wire to a $90 transistor to a $2000 computer... twisted." - Leah
"I find it hard/impossible to believe that somewhere there's some omniscient being who knows about everything we do and after we die he decides whether we go to a pillowy-cloud like heaven place or a pit of eternal torture." - Leah
"The other day, I was eating a banana. It was a normal banana. It was yellow, curved, and it tasted good. Then, outta the blue, the banana turned into Eddie. The banana, or Eddie rather, told me to stop eating him, cuz well, it HURT. I said, OH MY GOD, EDDIE, YOU'RE A TALKING BANANA!" - Rodney
"The workings of Eddie's mind are always an experience" -Katie
"OH MY GOD! I HEAR THEM HAVING SEX!" - Rodney
"Is this Bob? FUCK YOU BOB!" - Rodney
"It's too dark out here. You're going to have to come on the bus." - John Feldmann. May 19, 2000.
"[Laughs] I seriously think that in rock & roll, if you're a woman and you've got two arms and two legs, you're bound to be considered a sex symbol." -Justine Frischmann (Rolling Stone, Jan. 25, '96)
"T.V. made me think it was okay to drink and kill, rape, steal, loot, fuck, cheat, lie, destroy!" - Guttermouth
"You's a penguin lookin' motherfucker." - Dr Dre
"Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in awhile, you could miss it." - Ferris Bueller
"You know what i'm gonna get you next Christmas? A big, wooden cross so every time you feel unloved for all the sacrifices you've made, you can just crawl on up and nail yourself to it." - Kevin Spacey, The Ref
"Why shouldn't I work for the N.S.A.? That's a tough one, but I'll give it a shot. Say I'm working at N.S.A. Somebody puts a code on my desk, something nobody else can break. So I take a shot at it and maybe I break it. And I'm real happy with myself, 'cause I did my job well. But maybe that code was the location of some rebel army in North Africa or the Middle East. Once they have that location, they bomb the village where the rebels were hiding and fifteen hundred people I never had a problem with get killed. Now the politicians are sayin', "Send in the marines to secure the area" 'cause they don't give a shit. It won't be their kid over there, gettin' shot. Just like it wasn't them when their number was called, 'cause they were pullin' a tour in the National Guard. It'll be some guy from Southie takin' shrapnel in the ass. And he comes home to find that the plant he used to work at got exported to the country he just got back from. And the guy who put the shrapnel in his ass got his old job, 'cause he'll work for fifteen cents a day and no bathroom breaks. Meanwhile my buddy from Southie realizes the only reason he was over there was so we could install a government that would sell us oil at a good price. And of course the oil companies used the skirmish to scare up oil prices so they could turn a quick buck. A cute little ancillary benefit for them but it ain't helping my buddy at two-fifty a gallon. And naturally they're takin' their sweet time bringin' the oil back, and maybe even took the liberty of hiring an alcoholic skipper who likes to drink martinis and play slalom with the icebergs, and it ain't too long 'til he hits one, spills the oil and kills all the sea life in the North Atlantic. So my buddy's out of work and he can't afford to drive, so he's got to walk to the job interviews, which sucks 'cause the schrapnel in his ass is givin' him chronic hemorroids. And meanwhile he's starvin' 'cause every time he tries to get a bite to eat the only blue plate special they're servin' is North Atlantic scrod with Quaker State. So what do I think? I'm holdin' out for somethin' better. Why not just shoot my buddy, take his job and give it to his sworn enemy, hike up gas prices, bomb a village, club a baby seal, hit the hash pipe and join the National Guard? I could be elected president." - Matt Damon, Good Will Hunting
"Happiness is a crock of beans." - billboard off I-70 between here and Colorado
"I am an anarchist! Wherefore I will not rule And also ruled I will not be." - John Henry Mackay
Something to ponder:
Thinking for yourself is dangerous. It carries with it the possiblity of error as well as the
weight of personal responsibility. For some people, that's too heavey a burden. They certainly
have the right to denounce anything that they don't like. But when they move to take what they
don't like away from you, away from me, that's un-American. That's censorship. - Anonymous