Friday, October 21, 2011
I hope that's the remote control in your hand young man?
"Dat's right sugar. I is your new teacher. Rights here on the TV's. So whats your name? The Crack Emcee? Dat's a funny one. Anyway I am gonna be your teacher. I am gonna teach you lots of wonderful things. They are going to make you feel warm and wonderful inside. Dat's right baby. Cause dat's how I duz it. For the childrens."
"Oh Lordy Mercy Me! I hope dat's a remote control in your hand young blood!"
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Fred Sanford: Who is it?
Aunt Esther: It's Esther!
Fred Sanford: Esther who?
Aunt Esther: You know Esther who! Open this door fool!
Fred Sanford: I can't open the door!
Aunt Esther: Why not?
Fred Sanford: You too ugly!
Aunt Esther: Fred Sanford, the wrath of God will strike you down.
Fred Sanford: And this Louisville slugger will knock you out.
Aunt Esther: My body was blessed by Mother Nature, honey.
Fred Sanford: And as you got older, it was cursed by Father Time.
Aunt Esther: You fish-eyed heathen.
Aunt Esther: Fred, I need your help.
Fred Sanford: But, Esther, I'm a junkman, not a plastic surgeon.
Aunt Esther: But, Fred, I need your truck.
Fred Sanford: I agree. Son, take the truck and run over Esther's face.
Fred Sanford: I brought you somethin' too, Esther.
Aunt Esther: Why, that's nothing but a clear piece of plastic.
Fred Sanford: No, it ain't. Put it up to your face. That's your Hallowe'en mask.
I liked Grady.
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