aliens stole my wallet

...Mulder, I need you!!!

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Friday, February 04, 2005
 
"I was born a poor black child..."

"In order to find his equal, an Irishman is forced to talk to God."

"I am out here for you. You don't know wht it's like to be ME out here for YOU. It's an up-at-dawn, pride-swallowing siege, that I will never fully tell you about, ok?"

"We seem to be made to suffer..it's our lot in life."

"It was bad, mama. They laughed at me."

"I don't know what they said; I only know that they met. What do you want me to do, kill 'em? if you want me to kill 'em, I'll kill 'em. I don't have to kill 'em, but I'd like to kill 'em... I killed Ashley Wentworth; another killing or two won't make a difference... It would make me happy... I'd like to kill 'em both... I think it'd be better if I kill 'em both... Well, let me kill just one then... Whichever one you want... Alright, I'll wait. But the minute you say kill 'em, I'll kill 'em. I'll love to kill 'em. It would give me immense pleasure."

"Admit it! I'm the assertive man you need, and you're the hardcore bitch I've always dreamed of!"

"Got any beer, coyote ugly?"

"I know what I'm gonna do tomorrow, and the next day, and the next year, and the year after that."