Michael: Maybe it was an iguana.
Elliot: It was *no* iguana.
Michael: Maybe, um - You know how they say there are alligators in the sewers?
Gertie: Alligators in the sewers.
Mary: All we're trying to say is, maybe you just probably imagined it. It happened...
Elliot: I couldn't have imagined it!
Michael: Maybe it was a pervert or a deformed kid or something.
Gertie: A deformed kid.
Michael: [mockingly] Maybe an elf or a leprechaun.
Elliot: It was nothing like that, penis-breath!
tangspot2 wrote:
Mrs. stake you say some nasty on my threads. Dirty bitch
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Here is the famous scene where Andy Griffith, as a country western singer, shares a few fan insults because he thinks his microphone is turned off.
He's correct, that is until Patricia Neal, as a local radio host/promoter, decides the fans deserve to know just what an a-hole Andy's character truly is:
The Eldorado is dead. Long live the Eldorado.
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