If you’re looking for some crude and vulgar humor (along the lines of Superbad or Borat) than this movie is for you. I was pleasantly surprised to find out this movie was so damn funny. The trailers never really impressed me so I came in with low expectations, but wound up really enjoying this flick.
- Now you know the house rules, no bitches after eleven
- Well fuck my ozone
- Whatever you say slim
- Shonte Jr.: Okay so I add up the atomic masses of the proton and neutron, I see’s that, but what do I do with the goddam electron? Can I bring it over here?
Jamaal: Enrico Fermi would roll over in his motherfucking grave if he heard that stupid shit. I mean he would just turn over ass up in your face and wouldn’t give a fuck! - You think just coz I’m small you can just push me around? Well, come on my friend. Let’s boogie! I’m gonna give a little lesson in low center of gravity!
- Whoa Whoa Whoa…. Easy there sugar tits (Didn’t Mel Gibson say this to that female cop when he got busted for drunk driving? Geez, he was just doing a little movie quoting)
- Get your cock outta my Chrysler!
- Hank Evans: Vagiclean,” huh? What’s the matter, honey? Little extra cheese on the taco?
Mrs. Bittman: Excuse me?
Hank Evans: No, excuse me. There’s no tag on this
[grabs microphone]
Hank Evans: Price check on Vagiclean, aisle five. I repeat: price check on Vagiclean, aisle five. That’s Vagiclean. We’ve got a customer down here with a full-on fallopian fungus. She’s baking a loaf of bread and I think it’s sourdough
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