Black Hat Guy
: You know, I once shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die. Cueball
: Really? Well, I once shot a man in Reno, but I couldn't tell you why. Black Hat Guy
: I once shot a man in Reno, then I went home to cry. Cueball
: I once shot a man in Reno, then I watered his cacti. Black Hat Guy:
I once shot a man in Reno 'cause they cancelled Firefly Cueball:
I once shot a man in Reno, him and all his succubi. Black Hat Guy
: I once shot a man in Reno and a bunch more in My Lai
: I think we're done.
"Why be led, when you can be leader?
Why bow to lady luck when you can beat her?
Why sit back and relax if you can pull your fill?
Before you are taken, why not go in for the kill?
"...Quant sor un rouge olifant
Vint uns limeçons armés
Qui lor aloit escriant :
« Fil a putain, sa venez !
Je versefie en dormant. »"
"If I spoke prose, you'd all find out / I don't know what I talk about!"
Calvin scrambled up the stairs and dove into a door on the top floor.
Heh, heh. Maybe I could write a poem for my next story.
Elevator Attendant Buzz:
Mr. Kline, up to 9. Mrs. Dell, personnel. Mr. Levin, 37. Mr. Levin:
Uh, 36 Buzz: Walk. Down.
: Oh no! My scheme was ended by a stake! Was my plan merely wasted, like a autumn leaf swept aside by a rake?! Nacht
: Yeah, but rhyming isn't gonna save you from me.
(Nacht opens fire.)
"As for rhymes, I've got Tourette's.
And this is how it manifests.