This planet ain’t big enough for me and those rustlers, cut throats, murderers, bounty hunters, desperados, mugs, pugs, thugs, nitwits, halfwits, dimwits, vipers, snipers, con men, Indian agents, Mexican bandits, muggers, buggerers, bushwhackers, hornswogglers, horse thieves, bull dykes, train robbers, bank robbers, ass-kickers, sh*t-kickers and Methodists…
One correction: “good lines from Blazing Saddles” is redundant. Every single line is great. Some are greater than others, but the baseline is “great.”
We’ll head him off at the pass!
I hate that cliche.
Did he ever find those Methodists?
This planet ain’t big enough for me and those rustlers, cut throats, murderers, bounty hunters, desperados, mugs, pugs, thugs, nitwits, halfwits, dimwits, vipers, snipers, con men, Indian agents, Mexican bandits, muggers, buggerers, bushwhackers, hornswogglers, horse thieves, bull dykes, train robbers, bank robbers, ass-kickers, sh*t-kickers and Methodists…
My mind is aglow with whirling, transient nodes of thought careening through a cosmic vapor of invention.
Ditto.
“Ditto?” “Ditto,” you provincial putz! (You had to know that was coming, now didn’t you?)
Never saw it coming.
Let’s give him a laurel and hardy welcome!
ICWYDT.
I didn’t get a harrumph outta that guy
Which guy? Which ever guy it is….give Buck a harrumph!!