When you’re wounded an’ left on Afghanistan’s plains
An’ the women come out to cut up your remains
Jus’ roll to your rifle an’ blow out your brains
An’ go to your Gawd like a soldier.
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Rudyard Kipling, "The Young British Soldier"
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When life gives you razor blades, you make a baseball bat… with razor blades.
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The Drake, “Hobo With A Shotgun
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I used to be like you… a long time ago. All brand new and perfect. No mistakes, no regrets. People look at you and think of how wonderful your future will be. They want you to be something special… like a doctor or a lawyer. I hate to tell you this, but if you grow up here, you’re more likely to wind up selling your bodies on the streets, or shooting dope from dirty needles in a bus stop. And if you’re successful, you’ll make money selling junk to crackheads. And don’t think twice about killing someone’s wife, because you won’t even know it’s wrong in the first place. Maybe… you’ll end up like me… A hobo with a shotgun! I hope you can do better.
Don’t you have some offs to fuck? Fuck off!
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Ricky, “Trailer Park Boys”
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I am trying really hard not to be an asshole to you right now.
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Kenny Powers, “Eastbound and Down”
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Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds.
All men have need of the gods.
Well, I thought. This is how the world works. All energy flows according to the whims of the Great Magnet. What a fool I was to defy him. He knew. He knew all along.
I still believe in God. But does God still believe in me?
A person is a person, no matter how small.
