Look at it.

Young trophy wife.

Marries this guy for his money.

She figures he isn’t give her enough.

She owes “money” all over town.

Walter: That fuuuuuuuuucccckkkkin bitch!”

"See what happens? See what happens? This is what happens when you fuck a stranger in the ass, Larry!"

What the fuck is this?

Obviously you're not a golfer.

“ I mean, say what you want about the tenets of National Socialism, Dude, at least it's an ethos.”

So many awesome lines in that movie my favorite is still.

“NOBODY fucks with the Jesus!”

"Hey, careful, man, there's a beverage here!"

Three thousand years of beautiful tradition, from Moses to Sandy Koufax...

"You human paraquat."

"You're entering a world of pain."

Is this your homework, Larry?

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He fixes the cable?

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Originally posted by YooperSigs:
Is this your homework, Donnie?

Donny was his bowling partner. Larry was the kid.

"Forget it, Donny, you're out of your element!"

Right! I got them mixed up!

just a bit of trivia,

the Big Lebowski's mothers name was Hope,
she was a Huddleston, and my Great or Great Great Aunt,

we used to visit her at her home not far from Roanoke VA, on 460 every other year or so when I was a kid,

she ran an antique shop out of her house, and old school house,
her other son, Wesley, was a horse guy, did some training etc way back when,

never got to meet David, but I was a kid back then (late 60's early 70's and not sure now much he came home)

Shut the fuck up, Donnie

Let me tell you something, pendejo. You pull any of your crazy shit with us, you flash a piece out on the lanes, I’ll take it away from you and stick it up your ass and pull the fucking trigger til it goes click.

Donny was a good bowler, and a good man. He was one of us. He was a man who loved the outdoors... and bowling, and as a surfer he explored the beaches of Southern California, from La Jolla to Leo Carrillo and... up to... Pismo. He died, like so many young men of his generation, he died before his time. In your wisdom, Lord, you took him, as you took so many bright flowering young men at Khe Sanh, at Langdok, at Hill 364. These young men gave their lives. And so would Donny. Donny, who loved bowling. And so, Theodore Donald Karabotsos, in accordance with what we think your dying wishes might well have been, we commit your final mortal remains to the bosom of the Pacific Ocean, which you loved so well. Good night, sweet prince.

"Do you see a wedding ring on my finger? Does this place look like I'm fucking married? The toilet seat's up!"

"I am the walrus..."

New shit has come to light.

You know, uh… lotta in’s, lotta out’s.

Smokey, this is not ‘Nam, this is bowling, there are rules.

You mean vagina?