Quotes by unknown authors (Page 29)

Before they bite, they bark. Before they hit you, they hit near you.

You don't leave a good man when he's trying!

"Do you want to call the cops now? It's not too late."
"And say what? That he didn't hit me?"

Mr. Heubel: "You will never guess what I bought!"
Max: "Is it another garden gnome?"
Mr. Heubel: "Well, how did you gnome? Get it?"

Max: "I'll even pick up poop!"
Mother: "I think we've got all the poop we can handle right now."

Half shark, half dog
Big fins, big jaws
Loves the water, loves the park
Sharkdog!

His night vision is amazing
He doesn't sleep, doesn't blink, he sees you
He's super strong and it's crazy
He's the cutest lynch of your life

Out there, I don't stand a chance. I do in here.

If you wish to give up on playing, the 25.5 billion won will be sent to the bereaved families of the late players.

Dad, you can be in all of the fights that you want, but don't get hurt too bad.

In my town, we had a game called the "Squid Game". We called it that because it's played in a court shaped like a squid. The rules are simple. Children are divided into two groups, the offense and the defense. Once the game starts, the defense can run around on two feet within bounds, while the offense outside the lines are only allowed to hop on one foot. But if an attacker cuts through the waist of the squid passing defense, then they are given freedom to use both feet. Inspector royal. For whatever reason we called that the inspector royal. In order to win, the attackers must tap the small closed-off space on the squid's head with their foot. But if someone on the defense manages to push you outside of the squid's boundaries, you die. Once you tap the squid's head, you win and yell out, "Victory". At that moment, I felt as if I owned the entire world, exhilarated.

Among all the games that kids played back then, it was the most physical and violent.

Animal instinct. When faced with danger, seek refuge in the herd.

The best thing about Sunday is Saturday night.

I wish that every day was Saturday and every month was October.

Brain: "Yay, it's finally Friday!"
Liver: "Oh, shit."

You know what rhymes with friday? Vodka.

"Hey, you. What's your name?"
"I'm Friday."
"Man, 'twas about time, lad."

Can't we just skip Thursday and jump right into the weekend?

Wednesday feels like the third Monday of the week.

After Tuesday, even the week goes W-T-F.

"It's Friday 13th. What are you worried about?"
"Monday 16th."

It's Tuesday. We're one step closer to the weekend. So - enjoy your day!

Too early. Too tired. And only Tuesday yet!

Why do all people hate Mondays? Tuesdays are just as bad?!

Why is Monday so far away from Friday, but Friday so near to Monday?

Vi: "You're an all-right shot."
Caitlyn: "I'm an excellent shot."
Vi: "You gonna help me out, cupcake?"
Caitlyn: "Stop calling me that. My name is Caitlyn."
Vi: "But you're so sweet. Like a cupcake."
Caitlyn: "Shut up."

Innocence can be more dangerous than guns sometimes.

A feeling of unresolved resentment against injustices suffered, a sense of helplessness because of the overwhelming odds against one, a feeling of acute pain in one's guts and bowels, making the whole body writhe and squirm, and an obstinate urge to take revenge and to right the wrong - all these combined.

In this house we say "please", "thank you", and "Go Cardinals!"

Don't ask me why I'm a Cardinals fan. Ask yourself why you're not!

Here's to good friends and texting your ex and telling her you miss her
If she doesn't reply then just f*ck her sister

May your neighbors respect you, trouble neglect you, angels protect you, and heaven accept you.

Now this is a story all about how
My life got twisted, turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the Prince of a town called Bel-Air
In West Philadelphia, born and raised
On the playground where I spent most of my days
Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool
And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys, they were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighbourhood
I got in one little fight, and my mom got scared
And said "You're moving with your Auntie and Uncle in Bel-Air!"
I whistled for a cab, and when it came near
The license plate said "Fresh" and had a dice in the mirror
If anything, I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought: "Nah, forget it. Yo homes, to Bel-air!"
I pulled up to a house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabby "Yo homes, smell you later!"
Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air!

Boston ATC: "We have a hijacked aircraft headed towards New York. We need someone to scramble some F-16s or something up there to help us out."
Jeremy Powell: "Is this real-world or exercise?"
Boston ATC: "No. This is not exercise. Not a test."

Living is using time given to you. You cannot recall lost time.

A wildfire destroys everything in its path. It will be the same with your powers unless you learn to control them.

The more wonderful the meeting, the sadder the parting.

Coronavirus is all Gen Z's fault. They wanted everything to go viral, now look what's happened.

How do you ground a Gen Z? Make them go outside and socialize.

The Wheel of Time turns and ages come and pass. Leaving memories that become legend.

We tend to dislike mysteries. We feel uncomfortable not knowing. The more that we know, the more less we bend. The more brittle we become. The easier to break.

It's okay to just look at the world and say, "Why? I don't understand."

Our plane has been hijacked by some italian guerilla or something.

Every love story is a tragedy if you wait long enough.

Everybody's talking about happily ever after, but there's just after.

Never mistake a woman's meekness for weakness.

Sophie: "I have two more tries before I'm locked out. So, I've tried his names, anniversaries, birthdays..."
Pia: "It will be something dumb and simple. It's Nick."

It is rarer to find a really happy person in a circle of millionaires than among homeless people.

Why didn't Noah get rid of the two mosquitos?

Why can't mosquitos suck fat instead of blood?