Apocalypse Now?
This is supposed to be a happy occasion. Let's not bicker and argue about who killed who.
This is supposed to be a happy occasion. Let's not bicker and argue about who killed who.
So that was our intoroduction to the post-nuke world. Mutant rutabagas, and a dame with a wicked left cross.
So that was our intoroduction to the post-nuke world. Mutant rutabagas, and a dame with a wicked left cross.
But he'll see everything... he'll see the Big Board!
"When battlefield Doctors decide who lives and dies it's called Triage."
"Kept calling it 'murder' when I did it."
They don't advertise for killers in the newspaper. That was my profession. Ex-cop. Ex-(*beep* -this would make it too easy ). Ex-killer.
Look at me, I was underestimated from day one! You'd never think I was the master of the universe, now would you?
Enough with this cowboy shit. You bunch of ho-hum po-dunk well-then-there motherfuckers! All you had to do was give me the goddamned key!
I'm just sayin' I'm an insect who dreamt he was a man and loved it. But now my dream is over and the insect is awake.
That's the trouble with ya New York dope fiends! Ya got a ROTTEN ATTITUDE!
You can fuck me up the ass. You can come on my face. Just keep it out of my hair. I just washed it.
I'm from another time, another world. I don't even know what you people eat for lunch.
You kids shouldnt play so rough. Somebody's gonna start crying.