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A sega za da produljim da se smeem i da si pravim kefa organiziram edin turnir po nai-gotina replika ot film.Nqma juri,no vajnoto e da se kefim,nali taka.
A i dori da ne e ot nai-gotinite-postvaite shtom vi kefi.Moite-po-kusno

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"Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'intrate"

You're talking to me!! - tova mislia che e kultova replika

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今でも会いたいよ、愛しくさせるよ
今でも聞こえて来るよ　あの love song
こぼれる涙は　花びらのよう
散って行く風とともに　memories

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Romance is for the weak-minded
In Зоя we trust!

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Логиката е чудесен инструмент, но невинаги надделява над мисьлта!

От Scent of a Woman:

"Lt. Col. Frank Slade: Women! What can you say? Who made 'em? God must have been a fuckin' genius. The hair... They say the hair is everything, you know. Have you ever buried your nose in a mountain of curls... just wanted to go to sleep forever? Or lips... and when they touched, yours were like... that first swallow of wine... after you just crossed the desert. Tits. Hoo-hah! Big ones, little ones, nipples staring right out at ya, like secret searchlights. Mmm. Legs. I don't care if they're Greek columns... or secondhand Steinways. What's between 'em... passport to heaven. I need a drink. Yes, Mr Sims, there's only two syllables in this whole wide world worth hearing: pussy. Hah! Are you listenin' to me, son? I'm givin' ya pearls here."

Иначе от Sin City е много ценна репликата в подписа ми

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今でも会いたいよ、愛しくさせるよ
今でも聞こえて来るよ　あの love song
こぼれる涙は　花びらのよう
散って行く風とともに　memories

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/でゔ/うらんどむ
"That is not dead which can eternal lie,
And with strange aeons even death may die."
Мечоши Пуханага

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Romance is for the weak-minded
In Зоя we trust!

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/でゔ/うらんどむ
"That is not dead which can eternal lie,
And with strange aeons even death may die."
Мечоши Пуханага

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今でも会いたいよ、愛しくさせるよ
今でも聞こえて来るよ　あの love song
こぼれる涙は　花びらのよう
散って行く風とともに　memories

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May God have mercy upon my enemies, because I won't!

От Bubba Hotep:

"Elvis: I was dreamin'. Dreamin' my dick was out and I was checkin' to see if that infected bump on the head of it had filled with pus again. If it had, I was gonna name it after my ex-wife Priscilla and bust it by jackin' off. Or I'd like to think that's what I'd do. Dreams let you think like that. Truth was, I hadn't had a hard-on in years."

Sin City:

"Marv: Modern cars - they all look like electric shavers."

"Cardinal Roark: Will that bring you satisfaction, my son? Killing a helpless, old, fart.
Marv: Killing? No. No satisfaction. Everything up until the killing, will be a gas."

"Marv: I don't know about you, but I'm havin' a ball."

Pulp Fiction:

"[after Butch saves Marsellus from rapists]
Butch: You okay?
Marsellus: Naw man. I'm pretty fuckin' far from okay.
Butch: What now?
Marsellus: What now? Let me tell you what now. I'ma call a coupla hard, pipe-hittin' niggers, who'll go to work on the homes here with a pair of pliers and a blow torch. You hear me talkin', hillbilly boy? I ain't through with you by a damn sight. I'ma get medieval on your ass."

"Fabienne: Whose motorcycle is this?
Butch: It's a chopper, baby.
Fabienne: Whose chopper is this?
Butch: It's Zed's.
Fabienne: Who's Zed?
Butch: Zed's dead, baby. Zed's dead."