Imagine you're a deer. You're prancing around. You get thirsty. You spot a little brook. You put your little deer lips down to the clear water - BAM! A freakin' bullet rips off part of your head! Your brains are lying on the ground in little bloody pieces. Now I ask you, do you give a f_ _ _ what kind of pants the son-of-a-bitch who shot you was wearing?
What movie is this from?
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Friday, December 19, 2008
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My Cousin Vinnie
For sure.......
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