Uncle Elroy: Come on, baby. I'm faded, feeling X-rated. It's Mr. Nasty Time. Suga: Mr. Nasty Time! Uncle Elroy: Mr. Nasty Time. But take it easy on my back
How much you wanna make a bet I can throw a football over them mountains?... Yeah... Coach woulda put me in fourth quarter, we would've been state champions. No doubt. No doubt in my mind.
If you want to live to see tomorrow, you better start fryin' them eggs a little bit better then what you a fryin' em - I'm tired of eatin' sloppy, slimy eggs!