John "The Gneech" Robey (the_gneech) wrote,
John "The Gneech" Robey

My tweets

  • Sun, 17:03: Time to watch Robin Williams’ Popeye. One of my top three favorite movies ever.
  • Sun, 17:07: “Ye pay yer taxes, ye should get a servicks! I ain’t mad doh, I’m just disgustipated."
  • Sun, 17:09: “It’s like dey got my number, but nobody’s lookin’ it up."
  • Sun, 17:10: “You ain’t up to no good are you? There’s a 50 cent ‘Up to No Good’ tax!"
  • Sun, 17:11: "Oh, hmm, the short arm of the law."
  • Sun, 17:11: “Come in before you catch your death of mud!” “The Oyls? That explains it, she’s down a quart."
  • Sun, 17:13: “Is yer name really Olive Oyl? You don’t look Greek to me."
  • Sun, 17:14: “Never seen a room done in ‘Early Demolishkin’ before, but it’ll do fer me."
  • Sun, 17:14: “Don’t forget to put the cat out, dear!” “We don’t have a cat."
  • Sun, 17:17: “Who asked you to agree with me?” “I can agree with you if I want to!"
  • Sun, 17:19: Bluto’s ship is named “Vile Body."
  • Sun, 17:21: o/` Ev’rything is food, food, food! Ev’rything is food to go! o/`
  • Sun, 17:21: o/` Ev’rything is food for thought! Everything you (k)need is dough! o/`
  • Sun, 17:22: o/` Once it lived on an an-i-mule! Now it walks along with you! It is food, ev’rything is food! o/`
  • Sun, 17:23: "Rough House, a genuine hamburger for the gentleman.” “Who’s buying?” “I’m buying, he’s paying."
  • Sun, 17:27: o/` Ev’rything is upside down! Ev’rything is sunny side up! o/`
  • Sun, 17:28: “I was just two years old, and me own paps left me. I was a mere infink!"
  • Sun, 17:30: Then “The Sailor’s Hornpipe” starts and Butch and his gang gets their butts kicked.
  • Sun, 17:31: RT @OverwatchTXT:
  • Sun, 17:32: “Dis is a smorgasborg of violencek."
  • Sun, 17:34: “Remember my dear, tonight it’s MY turn to be tall!"
  • Sun, 17:40: o/` He’s large… (large) and he’s… large… o/`
  • Sun, 17:42: “You scared the wits out of me!” “Almost knocked ‘em out of you, too."
  • Sun, 17:43: “That’ll be 50 cents ‘Impersonating a Traffic Cop’ tax!"
  • Sun, 17:45: “The thing I remember about me pap is he would throw me up in the air! …And then he wouldn’t be there when I came down."
  • Sun, 17:45: “I remember the time he gave me an electric eel as a toy. EEP!"
  • Sun, 17:46: “A lot of the time he’d rock me on his knee. Most of the time he’d miss, tho. He couldn’t see very well."
  • Sun, 17:49: “To da One-Eyed Sailor (that must be me): I must trust someone wid my baby until I frees myself of certain financkal obligations…"
  • Sun, 17:50: “…which will take 25 years or so, at which time I’ll return and reclaims him."
  • Sun, 17:50: "In da meantime, love him as only a mudder could. (Signed) A Mudder."
  • Sun, 17:52: o/` I’m mean, I’m mean, I’m mean, ya know what I mean? (He’s mean! He’s mean!) o/`
  • Sun, 17:52: o/` You know what I say! (He’s says he’s mean.) You know what I mean! (He’s mean, he’s mean!) o/`
  • Sun, 17:53: o/` I’m so mean I had a dream about beatin’ myself up! I broke my nose, I broke my hand, I wrested myself to the ground! And then… o/`
  • Sun, 17:54: o/` I choked myself to death, then I broke the choke, and woke up on fire! o/`
  • Sun, 17:55: “Olive, I thoroughly engaged your enjoyment party. Er, I mean…"
  • Sun, 17:57: “Oh, what a lovely shade of blur…!"
  • Sun, 17:59: “Plus one sunflower, ‘Embarrassing a Tax Man’ tax!"
  • Sun, 17:59: “I’m a woman!” “Oh yeah? Well I’m a mudder!"
  • Sun, 17:59: “None of that baby talk! My son is gonna be a man infink, not a baby infink!"
  • Sun, 18:00: “You’re bats! Swee’pea is the worst name I ever heard for a baby.” “Whattya want me to call him, ‘Baby Oyl’?"
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