Character: Thomas

Bitch, you can chicken out, when clever ideas are trying to broadcast.

Fat aunts at all. And the evil fat aunt even more so...

- For some reason I believe you. Irina sat down beside her, took the man filled a glass and sipped wine.
- I speak the truth, - seriously said Thomas.
- Don't really need to say something special?
Yes. The cripple stared thoughtfully at his glass. To tell the truth is a great art. People have forgotten it and prefer to remain silent. Or to lie. It's a lot easier.
For the truth can hurt you.
- Widespread confusion, shook his head, a Cripple. - Much easier and quicker to suffer for a lie. Rightly said though nobody got hurt.

If zero - zero is obtained. It is only in the books I write: I took Apple sold two bought. And the first Apple where to get? You don't write.

- Drove them to revenge. Together they will punish!
Nakazali, kid, not grown.
- I am for you tear anyone's throat, give only the address. For our entire family!
Yeah. Well, remember. Go out of the door, immediately right, go along the Avenue, hit the yellow house, head turn left, see the entrance, it says "Pharmacy 24 hour", walk in and say, "I have a thing for bruises and abrasions, ointment for joints and anything for the kidneys." Uncle Thomas kidney was crushed. Something will take. The gematogenka.

I'll say this: squeeze pressed is always easier.

- Teacher of the year, damn it. Still Jacuzzi pinned here.
- Jacuzzi... Yes, no, will not fit.

- Think of it, I simply called the colon, which, because of this, emergency call, or what?
- You call her fat?!
- No! I called her fat.. Well, not to say that you're fat... well, chubby. Wiener called cardellino.

- I see very bad dreams. Do you think in your dreams also have to answer man?
- Is the dreams he sees someone else, and not himself?

It's young - three minutes, tops! The end of childhood!

Losers like you do without the ballads live.

- Oleg Evgenyevich, actually, it's the female toilet!
- I'm not writing here, I know!

I you can kill. And ask me to do it.

I'll bet, that's three swish whacks! <...> I fought off the plants, I cars know what beat?! I, a woman, or something, not discourage?