Quote of the Day – November 10, 2017
“I don’t know what this stuff is anymore. Our gold. God’s gold. Fool’s gold.”
“I don’t know what this stuff is anymore. Our gold. God’s gold. Fool’s gold.”
“You saw a Griever?” “Yeah, I saw one.” “He didn’t just see it. He killed it.”
“The tide’s turning now.” “How can you tell?” “The bodies are coming back.”
“To coin a phrase, my dear counselor, rob the poor to give the rich.”
“Maybe I need to look at another face… even one as ugly as yours.”
“If the police don’t defense us, maybe we ought to do it ourselves.”
“Don’t have horses. Just dogs, cats, birds.” “Then give me 1 of those large enough to ride.”
“Billy, listen to me. White men can’t jump.”
“I can’t feel my face… I mean, I can touch it, but I can’t feel it inside…”
“Wherever the red dot goes, ya bang.”