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[Sees Michael Jefferson a.k.a Michael Jackson, in bed with Stan, Kyle, Cartman and Blanket] Randy Marsh: Mr. Jefferson! Michael Jackson: Oh, uh, we were just having a slumber party. Randy Marsh: Mr. Jefferson, this is highly inappropriate. Michael Jackson: Inappropriate? No, you're being ignorant. They're my friends. You see, I didn't have a childhood so I'm really just a child myself. Here, everything's okay. I want you each to have $100. Randy Marsh: Wow. I'm gonna go buy that new sport coat I've been wanting. (unknown) Producer: Great. Great, A.W.E.S.O.M.-O. Uh, guys, take a break. I need a minute alone with A.W.E.S.O.M.-O. Executive: Okay. Producer: You are an incredible robot, A.W.E.S.O.M.-O. I was just wondering, are you by chance a *pleasure* model? A.W.E.S.O.M.-O: What? Producer: Have you been programmed to satisfy urges of humans? A.W.E.S.O.M.-O: A.W.E.S.O.M.-O does not understand. Producer: Let me show you what I mean. Butters: [on the phone] Yeah, we're having a great time, Aunt Nellie. The movie studio guys are real nice. A.W.E.S.O.M.-O: Lame! [bursts out of the board room, followed by a pants-less Producer] A.W.E.S.O.M.-O: Not cool! Totall lame! (unknown) Randy Marsh: Um, we don't pound butt, Mr Garrison, we're straight. Mr. Garrison: Those pants and those shoes say you pound butt! Jimbo: Hey, now that's not true. My shoes don't say I pound butt. Mr. Garrison: No, your shoes say you take it in the butt! (unknown) Cartman: Ah, fuck you Token, you black asshole! [Token kicks the crap out of Cartman and leaves him coughing on all fours] Stan: Hmm, guess he got what he deserved. Butters: [Standing around Cartman, then after a while he farts on Cartman and gives him the finger] Fuck you, Eric. (unknown) | |
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Timmy: Timmy! Mr. Garrison: No Timmy, it wasn't you. (unknown) Phillip: What? Terrance: [Farts] Farrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt. (unknown) Butters: Uh oh. [He slowly backs away from Cartman in fear] (unknown) [does the Moonwalk] Michael Jefferson: Hee hee! Ow! Blanket, shh, hey look, look: I got your nose, Blanket. I got your nose. I got your nose, Blanket, see? Blanket: Ha ha ha ha. [tries to play back and actually pulls Michael's nose off] Blanket: Aah! Michael Jefferson: No, Blanket, stop. It's ignorant, you're being ignorant. (unknown) [audience replies] Stan: Dey tok yer jobs! Dey tk yer jabbs! Derrker derrrd! (unknown) [he puts the doll away and begins whistling] (unknown) Mr. Garrison: [as Mr. Hat] White power! [as Mr. Garrison] Mr. Garrison: Oh, I'm sorry, Chef, Mr. Hat is a racist son of a bitch. [as Mr. Hat] Mr. Garrison: Don't apologize for me to that spear chucker. [as Mr. Garrison; gasps] Mr. Garrison: Mr. Hat! [runs] Mr. Garrison: Aaah! (unknown) [cries] Kenny: That does it! I'm sick and tired of this bullshit. Screw you guys, I'm going home! [a piano falls, crushing him] (unknown) Cartman: [sighs] Okay. Kyle... [credits roll] (unknown) Butters: Yes, ma'am! (unknown) Mrs. Broflovski: Sure, Kyle. You can go to the concert after you clean your room, shovel the driveway, and bring democracy to Cuba! Kyle: What's Cuba? Gerald Brofloski: It's a communist country. Kyle: Okay. Do I have to shovel the whole driveway, or just the side with the car? (unknown) Farmer: Oh... that one's a little messed up. Kyle: Timmy, if we go back with that turkey, the other guys will kick our asses. Farmer: Well, I was just gonna take it out in the back yard and put a bullet in its head... Timmy: TIMMY! Kyle: No, dude, don't say that! Timmy: TIMMY! Kyle: Fine, how much? Farmer: Fifty bucks. Kyle: What? But you were gonna take it in the back yard and put a bullet in its head! Farmer: Well, now I have to find something else to shoot. Kyle: Goddamn it, here! [pays] Farmer: You know, I have a one-legged pig... Kyle: Aw, blow it out your ass! (unknown) [types] Cartman: "I don't want to be friends with a midget. Midgets piss me off." Frowny-face. (unknown) Cartman: [astonished] Tits. (unknown) | |
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