The Pothead:
[
On fiding a dead feline in the back of his student van] What the hell is this dead cat doing here?
Victim:
[
Trying to reason with this President Nixon] Relax! Just put your fuckin' mind at rest.... Are you nuts?
Female Passenger:
[
Barking at Joe] What's wrong with you? You just run that guy over!...
[
Unkindly]
Female Passenger:
... You must have a very low IQ!
JOE:
[
Encountering the Nixon faced nutter wandaering along the deserted highways] Get out of the road you fucking zombie!
Female Passenger:
[
to Joe on encountering the Nixon faced nutter] You better be careful, he looks like a big Mutha
Female Passenger:
Hey Joe, tell your Dad to eat shit!
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