[Camille Toh takes the Potato] Potato: Oh, yes! Yes! I'm the first to enter eternity! Carl: Potato, way to go, buddy! That's my guy! Potato: [being washed] Being bathed by the hands of a God!
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Kyle Hunter
Kyle Hunter (born May 31, 1973) is a male badminton player from Canada who won a bronze medal in the 2003 Pan American Games in Men's Doubles with Mike Beres and in Men's Singles. He was born in Brantford, Ontario and grew up in the town of Paris, Ontario.Kyle was also won the 2003 Canadian National Badminton Championships in Men's Doubles with Mike Beres. Since 2007, Kyle has been the Executive Director for Badminton Canad
Jamaican Rum: Hey, bun! Welcome to the aisle! Want to dance? Brenda: No thank you, man. I'm quite irie, just being left alone over here, don't you know?
Douche: Come at me, bro. Frank: Come at you? What does that mean? Douche: Fine. You won't come at me? Well, then guess who's coming at you?...ME! [Douche prepares to attack Frank]
[while having sex with his newfound mate] I'm filling you! I'm filling you! I'm blowing my fuckin' load!
[sees the bag that Douche was in is empty] Shit, I really needed that douche.
Before us, everyone knew the awful truth. [flashbacks] Ohhhh, how they screamed. It was a living nightmare. So, we the Non-Perishables created a story, the story of the Great Beyond. A place where the Gods care for you, and all your wildest and wettest dreams would come true. They would go out those…
Carl: [after being insulted by Brenda] Dude, um, how do I say this to you gently? But your girlfriend, um…she's a fucking cunt. Frank: Shut up! She's fresh as fuck, and you know it. Carl: Dude, I just don't why you're limiting yourself to one bun. There's plenty of buns out there. Frank: Because I…
Firewater: The melody came to me one night when I was getting super, super, SUPER baked. Like fuck-a-guy, baked. You know what I'm saying? [Frank shakes his head no] Yeah, he does. The song had a great hook and it caught on, I mean, you know... In time, everyone accepted this false truth. But over…
Douche: Yo! Oh fuck yeah, dude! Somebody call a doctor, ‘cause honestly, this beat is sick! Beet: Actually, I feel great, real healthy. Douche: Not you.
We blaze for real 24/7, no joke, but we also know our shit.
It's better to die a free candy than to live in bondage.
[about to be sliced in half] No! Please-a, no! I've got a famiglia!
Drug Dealer: Hey, man. Be careful with this. Bath salts are the real deal. People been seeing some crazy shit. Druggie: [takes the bath salts] Awesome.
Barry: [as the food prepares to fire the drugged toothpicks] Make it rain. [the food shoots the toothpicks at all the people in the store] Darren: Ow! What the fuck? All right, who did it? Gary, did you just throw this fucking toothpick at me, man?
Douche: What's up, little juicy box? You're leaking too, eh bro? And right out of your fucking dingle. Fucking sucks, right? Juice Box: Dying...so cold... Douche: [notices that the juice box is leaking, he gets an idea] Uh-oh. Light bulb. Light Bulb: Yes? Douche: No. Not fucking you, dummy.
Douche: What part of 'I want the sausage and the bun dead, if you see them, come and get me. And if I found out that you didn't come and get me, or if you couldn't find them, I'll fucking kill your ass.' did you not understand, Tequila? Tequila: Uh, it's a pretty confusing sentence, to be honest.
Frank: If what you're saying is true, I got to tell everyone! Firewater: Very noble, little sausage. But also, very pointless. No one will believe you. Frank: I have to try...Everyone will die otherwise. Firewater: Oh, yeah. That's a good point. Fuck me, right? Frank: Wait. Do you guys have any…
They're ain't gods! They're monsters, horrible, ugly, disgusting monsters! They ain't gonna get Honey Mustard twice...FUCK YOU, GODS! I've got a date with oblivion.
Firewater: So, you have learned the terrible truth. Congratulations! Now keep it to yourself, or I'll slit your throat while you sleep. I swear to God. Honey Mustard: Oh my God! Did you guys just fucking hear that? Ketchup: What? What are you looking at? [sees Firewater has vanished] He's gone.…
[explaining why the druggie can no longer see them alive] The human is no longer aware of the fourth dimension….The effects of the opiate have dissipated. Your speech and movements are imperceptible to him….We are totally fucked.