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The entire command structure on the order! Rest is the Golden ring in the nose.

Bart is a fat man, Lisa is a wuss, and Maggie does not grow at all!

- Hey, and fish for the vegetarians you can eat?
- Only with beer!

- Remember, Naked, the broth is putrid hood.
And meatballs? Meatballs what?
- Meatball!.. Meatballs - they're balls of the dead.

- Rabbit is not only meat, but also valuable fur. I imagine of them cowards fur Pourciau.
- What are you bastard doing?! Rabbits - is not only valuable fur, that's us, habitam, distant relatives.

Gypsies are known for their ability to negotiate, that's probably why they say that no one understood.

And what are we going to do now?
- We replace the fighter.
- And by whom?
How about John "the Gun" or "Mad" Willie?
- Yes, you're behind the times Tommy. "Mad" Willie is crazy, and the Pistol shot.

- I'm tired of being miserable.
- Want to be happy.
Well, thinking on it, Yes! I want to be happy!
To be happy is an excellent goal. Few patients can quickly and clearly formulate.
- I will be proud to retirement.

You hold the answers deep within your own mind.
Consciously, you've forgotten it.
That's the way the human mind works.
Whenever something is too unpleasant, to shameful for us
to entertain, we reject it.
We erase it from our memories.
But the answer is always there.
You hide the answers deep within yourself.
You consciously force myself to forget about it
This property of the human mind.
Something unpleasant or embarrassing for us
We immediately reject it,
We erase the information from memory
But the answers will forever remain within us.

It's a brave new world, and a young scientist will be worth twenty old politicians.

Don't say I'm out of touch
With this rampant chaos - your reality
I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge
The nightmare i built my own world to escape
Don't tell me that I'm losing touch
With this rampant chaos - reality.
I know too well what awaits me beyond my shelter from a dream -
A nightmare, from which I saved in an imaginary world.

In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me
In my field of paper flowers,
Under a caramel sky, a lullaby of woven,
Lie inside myself for hours watching
As clouds of purple over her head swim.

Dude, if you can eat your food in a time when all lose it, you're very cool.

After Frank I was afraid that one day will turn to Poly and find that looking down the barrel of a gun.