Fuckin' Flies!
Created on: July 2nd, 2008
Pretty funny if you haven't seen it.....http://youtube.com/watch?v=zSWUWPx2VeQ
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Now listen, I'm gonna give a-a clue here now... I don't want any more bull sh*t any time during the day... from anyone, that includes me.... It's gonna be very hot... gonna be very uncomfortable for everybody... I 'on't want anybody yelling, we get anybody yelling around her anymore today, and then the SH*T is gonna hit the fan!
The Shasta County Sheriff's Office web site has reported that Mr. Rebney, who is now vision impaired, took his dog for a walk at 2:00 PM on August 2nd, 2007 and never returned home. After his neighbors reported him missing at 10:00 PM, sheriff's deputies found him in a creek drainage off of Rock Creek Rd. in Manton, CA at 12:45 AM on August 3rd, approximately 1/2 to 1 mile from his home. He suffered minor scratches and bruises, but is in good health and did not require medical treatment.
Here we go. Dah, dah. What do you mean, I've gotta be able to move. That's crazy. Here we go. The Winnebago Concepts and Engineering Departments have developed a multifunctional bathroom. Privacy I don't even know what the f*ck I'm reading. I wonder what the f*ck the real dialogue is. What the f*ck is this thing? Oh The windshield for f*cks sake. Oh f*ck. What, what the f*ck did I say? That didn't sound for sh*t, did it? We're, well we're doing this. We're building a f*ckin industrial film.
Tryin to give these guys everything they can get. I mean, that's it. F*ck it'll. Is gonna be very helpful in keeping you from falling down you big dumb son of a bitch. I don't even know what the f*ck I'm saying. What do you suppose we open.. Oh f*ck! F*ck! F*ck! F*ck! F*ck! Oh F*ck! Sh*t! Tony, will you do me a favor please? Will you, will you do me a kindness? (Leave?) Yeah. (unintelligible) It doesn't make any difference to me at this juncture. Thank you very much. I appreciate that, Tony.
DON'T SLAM THE F*CKIN DOOR! NO MORE! Listen I've gotta give uh, a clue here now. I don't want any more bullsh*t anytime during the day. From anyone, that includes me. It's gonna be very hot. Its gonna be very uncomfortable for everybody. Don't want anybody yelling. If we get anymore yelling around here any more today and then the sh*t is gonna hit the fan. For 1989, each individual storage compartment has this controlled light that you can put up your fern if you want to.
And, they fit the diverse needs of a very big fern and they fit the needs of a very diverse (buyer segment) buyer segment. I, Why can't I remember, I wrote this stuff! Why can't remember it! Ah, why don't I say it f*ckin right?! What does the god damn line say, Tony? What is the god damn line? I don't give a sh*t what the line is. I f*cked up the word rear. I can't even read the f*ckin VO straight. What shot is it? Oh sh*t. What did I do? Did I walk, did I walk through it? What the f*ck was that?!
I gotta read it again because my mind is just a piece of sh*t this morning. You're disturbing my, whats left of my brain. Yeah, but my mind is such sh*t I. God I can't f*ckin make my mind work. Tony, give me a towel for just a minute please. Shuuuuhhhh. That.. He he he he he he. I was, I'm blinded by that f*ckin hot light. GOD DAMN SON OF A BITCH!! WHAT DO YOU MEAN?! I'M ABOUT TO FALL OFF THE F*CKIN THING! F*ck. Just keep running. Bullsh*t, I'm gonna slate this f*cker.
Alright, I, I haven't got time to mark this mother f*cker. Here we go again. We can't hear anybody. No body can talk to anybody. (unintelligible) Well turn the f*ckin thing off. You dumbass. Man, I'd like to kick your f*ckin head in. THPPPBBPP THPPBPPP THBPPP. Ain't worth it. Not this sh*t. Ain't f*ckin worth it. The Mini-Winnie. Part of American tradition. And today, on the cutting edge of design and function in a class C Motor Home. Do you believe any of that sh*t?
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