- Scott: It's no hassle...
- Dr. Evil: Sh!
- Scott Evil: But...
- Dr. Evil: Sh!
- Scott: I'm...
- Dr. Evil: Sh!
- Scott: All I'm say...
- Dr. Evil: Sh!
- Scott: They're gonna get a...
- Dr. Evil: Sh!
- Scott: I'm...
- Dr. Evil: Sh!
- Scott: I'm just...
- Dr. Evil: Sh!
- Scott: Would...
- Dr. Evil: Sh!... Knock-knock.
- Scott: Who's there?
- Dr. Evil: Sh!
- Scott: But...
- Dr. Evil: Let me tell you a little story about a man named Sh! Sh! Even before you start. That was a pre-emptive "sh!" Now, I have a whole bag of "sh!" with your name on it.
The girls are like:
And I’m just like:
(Source: thecoolrunnings)
Chris did get out. He enrolled in the college courses with me, and although it was hard, he gutted it out like he always did. He went on to college and eventually became a lawyer. Last week, he entered a fast food restaurant. Just ahead of him, two men got into an argument; one of them pulled a knife. Chris, who’d always made the best peace, tried to break it up. He was stabbed in the throat; he died almost instantly. Although I hadn’t seen him for more than 10 years, I know I’ll miss him forever.
I’m not sure what I just witnessed, but I enjoyed it.
(Source: tastefullyoffensive)
Klinghoffer describes himself at this time as “[the] little music dork who lived around the corner, dropped out of high school, and was just playing guitar all day long.”
(Source: everthorne)
