>Everything you see exists together in a delicate balance. As king, you need to understand that balance and respect all the creatures, from the crawling ant to the leaping antelope.
>Who you callin' pinhead?!
>He did it again! He slimed me in my sleep.
>GET IN MAH BELLEH!!!!
>Now, remember Vlad. The key to hypnotising your victim is to look deep... into their eyes.
>This is not a JOKE! She knows about the murder! Now, I want you to find this bitch, whoever she is, and I want you to...[sighs in frustration] Just get rid of her, OK?
>>153522349>"A cornered fox is more dangerous than a jackal!"
> In '87, Huey released this: Fore!, their most accomplished album. I think their undisputed masterpiece is "Hip To Be Square". A song so catchy, most people probably don't listen to the lyrics. But they should, because it's not just about the pleasures of conformity and the importance of trends. It's also a personal statement about the band itself.
>Only a Sith deals in absolutes.
>We'll walk up to 'em and say, "hey," and they say, "what?" And then we say, "this is our block.Now, you're gonna get down or you're gonna lay down." And if they be like, "uh, oh, I don't know.Let me think about it," we pull out the Roscoe and we be like, "blak-kow, blak-kow!" And they be like, "oh, you shot me! " And we'll be like, "take that faggots!"
>Merchandising! Merchandising! Where the real money from the movie is made. Spaceballs: the T-shirt, Spaceballs: the Coloring Book, Spaceballs: the Lunchbox, Spaceballs: the Breakfast Cereal! Spaceballs: the Flame Thrower! The kids love this one. And last, but not least, Spaceballs: the Doll; Me.
>>153526276Forgot the pic
>Nobody ever had to teach me the justice trick. That's something I've always known. A racial memory from my species, I guess. It's really the only clue I have to what kind of people they are. Are these kinds of thoughts appropriate for a Starfleet log? I don't care. There's no room in justice for loyalty, or friendship, or love. Justice, as the Humans like to say, is blind. I used to believe that. I'm not sure I can anymore.
Friends, I have killed one of god's most innocent and intelligent creatures...And I liked it...
.>I've always wanted to make love to an alien.
>My, such a brave and handsome crew! A pig boy, a scullery maid and a broken-down minstrel! Perhaps it may interest you to see what fate has in store for you! Now I call on my army of the dead! The Cauldron-Born! Arise, my messengers of death! Our time has arrived!
>Don't you disrespect me, little man!>Don't you derogate or deride>You're in my world now, not your world>And I got friends on the other side
>>153526293>"God willing we'll all meet again in Spaceballs 2: The Search for More Money."Well, it's finally gonna happen before Mel dies (hopefully).
>>153529407>I fucking hate clowns
>>153526413>Les poissons, les poissons>How I love les poissons!>Love to chop>And to serve little fish.>First I cut off their heads>Then I pull out their bones.>Ah mais oui, ça c'est toujours délice.
>I am divinity!>I am the father of nations and peoples! >Everything that exists on this planet exists by my forbearance!>I am the thing you merely pretend to be.>I am God, I am king, and you can NEVER defeat me!
>We lived in Mantle with the other Faunus working the mines. But my parents wanted something better for me. They managed to enroll me in an Atlas prep school. Imagine that - a little Faunus girl from Mantle going to the city of dreams. (sighs) I felt like a princess. But I had to follow a set of rules. No bringing friends home, no talking about my parents... and absolutely, under no circumstances, was I allowed to change colors. No one could know I was a Faunus. It was confusing at first, but it wasn't hard... especially if it meant being in Atlas. Sometimes, the other girls would say things about the Faunus. That they were animals, that they were dirty, or they lied, and... I'd say these things with them... because I felt like I was one of them. And then, one day, there was a cave-in at the mines. I was at school, when the news broke. Apparently, one of the workers there tripped while handling some agitated Dust crystals. The explosion caused a chain reaction. And my... friends... snickered. I lost control. Every inch of me turned blue as I wept. And suddenly, all the girls that I'd laughed and played with... were scared of me... Don't be. I broke their teeth.
>In my lust for battle, I caused the death of an innocent.
>"Make way for the Queen Of Mars!"
>The drums of conflict are my beating heart. The fire of conquest rages through my veins. Strong, young lungs breathe in air laden with enemies turned into ashes. It is here that I thrive. I have toppled nations. I have slain kings. I have murdered legends. My name has been feared by warriors... and cursed by widows.
>I'm gonna hug you, and kiss you, and love you to pieces.
>Your scientists were so preoccupied with whether they COULD that they didn’t stop to think if they SHOULD.
>"Where's the cum shot?"
Why do these threads seem to have difficulty?
>"A little rough, don't you think?"
>"I keep thinking, how can my feet smell if they don't have a nose?"
>"What are you looking at, butt-head?"
>"In my day the principal was the meanest son of a bitch God ever put on one leg, he'd lean on a desk with both hands and swing his leg at you, then when you were standing there shocked the one legged man would kick you, he'd bite ya!"
>"I'm here this weekend to steal your fiance, and make her my wife."
>Wake up! Don't be afraid of knowledge! Humans who lose the capacity to think become creatures whose existence has no value. Think! You humans who are split into two worlds... unless you want the gulf between humans to expand into oblivion, you must think!
>In the magical land of unicorns, there's no need for clothing!
>>153541834I have never once seen this man give a bad performance.
>HER ESCORT WASN'T EVEN WEARING A REAL TUXEDO
>>153541834no fucking way
>Where are my testicles, Summer?>Where are my testicle, Summer? They were removed. Where have they gone?
>>153539832>Now I want y'all to break up into groups and come up with a solution before I finish this here jyyyyuiceee box>I warn you: I! AM! TIRSTAY! And it is fruit punch! And it is *delicious*!
>Harry tells me you're quite the science whiz. You know, I'm something of a scientist myself.
>Given the choice - whether to rule a corrupt and failing empire, or to challenge the Fates for another throw, a better throw against one's destiny - what was a king to do?>But does one ever truly have a choice? One can only match, move by move, the machinations of fate, and thus defy the tyrannous stars.
>Aaaaahhh! I'll never give it up! Not to anyone! Urrggh!
Desmond? I heard your name once before, Desmond, a long time ago. And now it lingers in my mind like an image from an old dream. I do not know where you are, or by what means you can hear me. But I know you are listening.
>People are dying out there every day! Entire worlds are struggling for their freedom! And here I am still worrying about the finer points of morality! No, I had to keep my eye on the ball! Winning the war, stopping the bloodshed, those were the priorities! So I pushed on. And every time another doubt appeared before me, I just found another way to shove it aside.
>Greeting, great warrior. Your return brings us great hope. This planet’s future is at a critical juncture. The dark ones have found your world again. And fate hangs in the balance where the past and the future collide.
>HAHAHAHAHAAAA! NOT ALONE! YOU NEVER COULD'VE FREED YOURSELVES ALONE! I HELLLD YOUUU!>>153542041I love General Treister, he really is just top-secret government agent Cotton.
>Welcome to Estalia, gentlemen. I will not lie, the chances of your survival are small — some may even turn against your friends as living corpses... But you have my word that I will use my arcane gifts to ensure your bodies are given unto Morr's garden. This is the greatest reward, more than even gold, for the fate of your soul is an eternal concern! Now, come. Follow me, strike down the Undead that rise against us, allow me to find this eldritch amulet. I ask not for my own selfish studies, but for the good of the Empire!
>The flesh is weak, Johnny. Only the soul is immortal. And yours belongs to ME.
>>153541120BAWK!
