I just know that there are two theories when arguing with women. And neither one works.

If you ever find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop digging.

When a man with a sing-song voice tells me to fuck off, it always concerns me, boyo!

They told us there was a prize when you got to fifty.

War is brutal, and unnecessary, and good people die. That is all it will mean.

I don’t like to kill a man on his knees, Even if he deserves it.

It ain’t exactly a secret I didn’t get these scars from falling over in church.

While there are guns and money, there won’t be any freedom.

You can only Shit on people so many times before they decide it’s their turn to pull down the pants.

I show to impress. I kill all the rest. And die, as one of the best.