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Dexter:Sometimes I wonder what it would be like for everything inside me that’s denied and unknown to be revealed. But I’ll never know. I live my life in hiding. My survival depends on it.
Master Shake: Don't you touch those! They're in mint condition, and they're gonna stay that way!
Meatwad: I'll touch 'em all the way to the trash can is what I'll do...
Master Shake: You touch those and your G.I. Joes are gonna be M.I.A. my friend! and then who's gonna call Little Momma Joe, to tell her that her boy ain't coming home? Cause SOMEBODY was asleep on guard duty!
Frylock: [after Shake has dug up half the yard] I told you, fourteen inches!
Master Shake: You tell me a lot of things, but that doesn't mean I have to listen.
Master Shake: Good morning, Carl! How's it going?
Carl: Oh hey there, Mr. Food Monster, this is how it's going! My car has been crushed, the Bejesus and back!
Master Shake: Carl, it's okay! It's cool, man! I'm a detective. Clear the crime scene and let me think!
[a pause; Shake inhales]
Master Shake: Meteors did it! That'll be twenty dollars.
Master Shake: [narrating his suicide note, after killing himself in Carl's pool] Friends... relations... Whatever the hell Meatwad is... I've lived a full life. It's actually been pretty bitchin'. But now, regrettably, my life has been taken. Please bury me with all my stuff, because you know it's mine... Dearest Meatwad: Turn on that dumb game 'cause I'm gonna wail on you from the grave, baby! Suck it up, mutha! Missing you already, M.S.
Jakis ksiadz cos gada...mowi ze... Wolnosc jest w nas!
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