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and some soap in the bathroom for cleaning up with.
That ain't none of your business, Frank.
I aim for you to have 'em.
If it's self-defense. Was it self-defense?
One of the boys was from New York and one from Maine.
Our car won't fit in there anyway. It's real neat.
I'll be dog.
I oughta not worry your momma with company.
it's just bound to happen sooner or later, I guess.
Didn't I tell you to get moved outta here?
Hey!
Of course, I do got some tools out there and a set of sockets
Hey, Linda.
You care for him.
I can’t understand all of it
Where are you going, Karl? Didn't you want some chicken and things?
I wouldn't know what to do without him either.
Not to be helping me out no way. Mm-hm.
Yeah, I guess so.
If you're going to live in the Wheatley garage,
It's been here 17 years. You live here before, or something?
And sit and read a book somewheres. Mm-hm.
He might have hacked his family to pieces with a hatchet or something.
We'll always be friends.
All right, then.
I don't think nothing bad oughta happen to children.
When your friend brings over some mids...
coach says he's going to start him at end on defense.
Scooter, he gonna knock you out of a job if you're not careful.
- Hey, Vaughan. How are you, Karl? - Oh, tolerable, I reckon.
Doyle is a MUNSTER
I...
Good night Honey!
Yeah, well, I can't understand none of it.
Low Fuel Pressure Dallara World Series ? It Aint GOT no GAS IN IT
If you go to McCabe’s guitar shop. I’m gonna go out of my mind
I knowed you'd be out here.
You been real square-dealing with me.
Let go of my goddamn hand, you retard. Now get out there and get your shit,
Get on the call, Jeff. Don’t you tell me what to do, Fred.
Not funny ha ha Funny queer..
Claude Queen Ain't Got No Gas in Ir!!
Then you fix me a cup of tea
Mister, don’t you ever swear in front of that man. You understand me
That boy wouldn't know what to do without you.
Listen, Karl. I know an old boy who's got a fix-it shop deal in Millsberg.
crooked, uncircumcised penis.
with that Wheatley boy and his momma over at their garage.
I would have. I wish I'd had him.
What did I tell you about your momma?
So, anyway, what I was telling you was, he didn't just make the team,
Don't you live somewhere?
I like hair, I like hair a lot. It means a big bush. I like a big bush.
Didn't pay my daddy too much of a wage.
Retards love potatoes
Bill Cox is going to a funeral for a Mr. Turner tomorrow
Would you do something for me if was to I ask you to?
You don't gotta do nothing, Linda. Just put some chips in a bowl
Well, I growed up and learned that you ain't supposed to kill nobody.
'Cause he didn't have enough money to take care of us the way he wanted to.
You know, I do believe you've told me that one before.
Oh, no. That Karl's strong enough to lift a bulldozer. He can fix anything, too.
tinkered around with a lawn mower or two.
Maybe...
You know better than to leave the drawers open when i'm hurtin Ryan!
- That's a good 'un. - That is a good one.
I'm just kidding really about that.
I got hired on to work for a Mr. Bill Cox, fixing lawn mowers and whatnot. Mm-hm.
The lakers franchise
Larry Knight.... It ain't got no gas in it.
We can't be no normal family with him living in the garage
And coming in a fucking bedroom Carrying hammers and thread
That's probably it.
Don't go, Vaughan, if you don't want to. You'll wreck, Doyle. You're drunk.
It was too big.
Your friend Raymond Is a weird little shit
Fred, Keith, Apey is where I say it is.
maybe you and Melinda might like to take a walk tonight.
I’ll be dog
Better go get 'em.
Yeah... Took a lot of strong nylon cord to get her away from him,
Just 'cause I ain't gonna be around no more maybe,
Karl, lift this thing down and carry it to the back for me. It's on the blink.
What Tom T Hall will vomit
We used to come out here and hold hands and talk,
I think there must have been a little mix-up.
And the first rule is, you don't speak unless you're spoken to.
Come on. There's a lot of retards running around ain't locked up in the nut house.
Last time you got mad and run Morris and them off, told them to stay away from here.
I got a blister the size of a quarter on one heel.
Shoot, not here in the South.
So Take My Thread, you naughty old buck
He spends the night over at our house sometimes, and he's got his own house.
kinda like in the olden times.
the Fullstax Negotiation
- I love you. - Well, I hate you!
I never was no good with history. Mm-hm.
Look, Karl, the truth is, I don't know where they expect you to go,
If your garden doesn’t have any flowers I’m gonna go out of my mind
you be a good boy, now, you hear me?
Well, I knew you were gonna be all right. I just wanted to check on you.
I play cards with JD Shelnut, chief of police,
As much as anybody else is, I guess.
Well, that didn't seem right to me,
No. No, I didn't.
As a matter of fact,
I'm just now getting around to telling you,
I would ban Dean Richardson’s guitar
I can help you tote it if I don't give out first.
This composition's entitled The Thrill. Goes something like this:
I need the police sent over here to the Wheatley house. Mm-hm.
if he was your brother.
And if you ever hit me again, you little bastard,
- They let you out? - Yeah.
I was born and raised here up till I was 12 year old.
In some circles, this is considered a piece of automotive art.
What have you got to be nervous about? You're a damn kid.
I think that little boy's adopted him damn near like a mascot.
but she said...
Oh, hell, I always wanted to kill him myself. Asshole's what he was.
No, sir, not yet.
Karl, come over here. I want you to meet your new boss.
Sure. It sounds like a number one hit tune, all right.
Don't talk about my daddy.
I ain't no good at it. I just come by to see you. Mm-hm.
I can’t Vern Gosdin will vomit
Living.
So I run up on the screened-in porch to see what was a-goin' on.
Thank you.
Doyle is a munster
Where's everybody else?
No, ma'am.
So, Karl, come over here and sit down. Talk to me.
and her dead as a doornail, laid out on a gurney.
and you know these folks don't want you here?
Yes, sir. Right then it was.
Get out, retard.
Well, it don't matter. Listen to me. I thought you might like to meet her.
Well, I like the way he talks.
I've heard that one a bunch.
- I reckon. - I wish you'd all lay off for tonight!
# My body #
Darlin'