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 10-15-2006, 12:26 PM         #101
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"A MAN HAS 2 THINGS IN THIS WORLD HIS WORD AND HIS BALLS"-SCARFACE
a man has 3 things in dis world his word his balls and his credit score- ME LOL

 10-15-2006, 01:20 PM         #102
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Well, fu*k you, too. fu*k me, fu*k you, fu*k this whole city and everyone in it. fu*k the panhandlers, grubbing for money, and smiling at me behind my back. fu*k the squeegee men dirtying up the clean windshield of my car. Get a fu*king job! fu*k the Sikhs and the Pakistanis bombing down the avenues in decrepit cabs, curry steaming out their pores, stinking up my day. Terrorists in fu*king training. SLOW THE fu*k DOWN! fu*k the Chelsea boys with their waxed chests and pumped up biceps. Going down on each other in my parks and on my piers, jingling their d*cks on my Channel 35. fu*k the Korean grocers with their pyramids of overpriced fruit and their tulips and roses wrapped in plastic. Ten years in the country, still no speaky English? fu*k the Russians in Brighton Beach. Mobster thugs sitting in cafés, sipping tea in little glasses, sugar cubes between their teeth. Wheelin' and dealin' and schemin'. Go back where you fu*king came from! fu*k the black-hatted Chassidim, strolling up and down 47th street in their dirty gabardine with their dandruff. Selling South African apartheid diamonds! fu*k the Wall Street brokers. Self-styled masters of the universe. Michael Douglas, Gordon Gekko wannabe mother fu*kers, figuring out new ways to rob hard working people blind. Send those Enron a**holes to jail for fu*kING LIFE! You think Bush and Cheney didn't know about that sh*t? Give me a fu*king break! Tyco! Worldcom! fu*k the Puerto Ricans. 20 to a car, swelling up the welfare rolls, worst fu*kin' parade in the city. And don't even get me started on the Dom-in-i-cans, 'cause they make the Puerto Ricans look good. fu*k the Bensonhurst Italians with their pomaded hair, their nylon warm-up suits, their St. Anthony medallions, swinging their, Jason Giambi, Louisville slugger, baseball bats, trying to audition for the Sopranos. fu*k the Upper East Side wives with their Hermes scarves and their fifty-dollar Balducci artichokes. Overfed faces getting pulled and lifted and stretched, all taut and shiny. You're not fooling anybody, sweetheart! fu*k the uptown brothers. They never pass the ball, they don't want to play defense, they take five steps on every lay-up to the hoop. And then they want to turn around and blame everything on the white man. Slavery ended one hundred and thirty seven years ago. Move the fu*k on! fu*k the corrupt cops with their anus violating plungers and their 41 shots, standing behind a blue wall of silence. You betray our trust! fu*k the priests who put their hands down some innocent child's pants. fu*k the church that protects them, delivering us into evil. And while you're at it, fu*k JC! He got off easy! A day on the cross, a weekend in hell, and all the hallelujahs of the legioned angels for eternity! Try seven years in fu*kin' Otisville, J! fu*k Osama Bin Laden, Al Qaeda, and backward-ass, cave-dwelling, fundamentalist a**holes everywhere. On the names of innocent thousands murdered, I pray you spend the rest of eternity with your seventy-two wh0ores roasting in a jet-fuel fire in hell. You towel headed camel jockeys can kiss my royal Irish a.ss! fu*k Jacob Elinsky, whining malcontent. fu*k Francis Xavier Slaughtery my best friend, judging me while he stares at my girlfriend's a.ss. fu*k Naturelle Riviera, I gave her my trust and she stabbed me in the back, sold me up the river, fu*king bi*ch. fu*k my father with his endless grief, standing behind that bar sipping on club sodas, selling whisky to firemen, cheering the Bronx bombers. fu*k this whole city and everyone in it. From the row-houses of Astoria to the penthouses on Park Avenue, from the projects in the Bronx to the lofts in Soho. From the tenements in Alphabet City to the brownstones in Park slope to the split-levels in Staten Island. Let an earthquake crumble it, let the fires rage, let it burn to fu*king ash and then let the waters rise and submerge this whole rat-infested place.

 12 years ago '06        #103
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Damn this n*gga done wrote the whole damn monalog^^^

 12 years ago '04        #104
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lol what movie is that huge monologue above from?

 10-15-2006, 05:49 PM         #105
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 uzijj said
lol what movie is that huge monologue above from?

was that from 25th hour? toss some props this way if it is


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 10-15-2006, 06:08 PM         #106
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... u need people like me.. so u can point ur fu*kin fingures and say... thats the bad guy..So say goodnight to the bad guy! Scarface!

 12 years ago '05        #107
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Jimmie: "Well, the thing on my mind right now isn't the good coffee in my cup, it's the dead n1gger in my garage."

Jimmie: "Now let me ask you a question, Jules. When you drove in here, did you notice a sign out in front that said, "Dead n1gger storage"?"
Jules: "Jimmie..."
Jimmie: "Answer the question! Did you see a sign out in front of my house that said "Dead n1gger storage"?"
Jules: "Naw man, I didn't."
Jimmie: "You know why you didn't see that sign?"
Jules: "Why?"
Jimmie:Cause it ain't there! Cause storin' dead n1ggers ain't my fu*kin' business, that's why!

From pulp fiction


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 10-15-2006, 06:21 PM         #108
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 Htown_Koopa said
Jimmie: "Well, the thing on my mind right now isn't the good coffee in my cup, it's the dead n1gger in my garage."

Jimmie: "Now let me ask you a question, Jules. When you drove in here, did you notice a sign out in front that said, "Dead n1gger storage"?"
Jules: "Jimmie..."
Jimmie: "Answer the question! Did you see a sign out in front of my house that said "Dead n1gger storage"?"
Jules: "Naw man, I didn't."
Jimmie: "You know why you didn't see that sign?"
Jules: "Why?"
Jimmie:Cause it ain't there! Cause storin' dead n1ggers ain't my fu*kin' business, that's why!

From pulp fiction

hahah! great scene. prop'd

 12 years ago '06        #109
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If he dies, he dies - Rocky V

I will break you - Rocky V

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