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•   ’ remember folks, ‘it ain’t simple bein’ cool, but it’s cool bein’ simple’. ‘
•   ’ there’s no such thing as a tiny little 'fuck’. ‘
•   ’ thank you gentlemen, lady, strange bearded thing… ‘
•   ’ we have their testicles in our hands, and it feels good. ‘
•   ‘ what was your secret? how did you get all them girls? ‘
•   ’ how ‘bout it, then? ‘
•   ’ try and fuck your way out of this one! ‘
•   ’ i find alcohol rather sharpens my mind… ‘
•   ’ dearie me. ‘
•   ’ your mother is dropping by to pay us a visit before christmas. ‘
•   ’ i thought you might like to know, in case you want to brush your hair or hide the large stack of pornography you keep on that shelf. ‘
•   ’ no one likes it, apart from blind people, and I’m sure even they can sense it profound ugliness as it passes by. ‘
•   ’ wow. you look like a unicorn… in a negligee. ‘
•   ’ i believe the technical term is a ‘fuckload’. ’  
•   ‘ i’ve never been in bed with the girl of my dreams… with poo all over the sheets behind me. ’
•   ’ you bastard! ’
•   ’ what’s the point in a secret if you can’t tell someone? ’
•   ’ i thought you were having a seizure. ’
•   ’ if this is a brothel, you are officially my favourite person on earth. ’
•   ’ i’ve got something inside my trousers the size of st. paul’s cathedral. ‘ 
•   ’ the glory of our age, the bringers of joy….there will always be poverty and pain, war and injustice in this world, but, thank the lord, there will also always be the beatles. ‘
•   ’ who the fuck? ‘