Say "what" again! Say! "What!" Again! I dare you, I double dare you, motherfucka! Say "what" one more goddamn time!
If you scared, say you scared! I'm scared of myself!
"Frenchman Cheick Kongo is an intimidating slab of dark continent. A fight fan might know him as the man who elbowed Paul Buentello in half. A non-fight fan know him as the awesome-sounding name on his wife's bucket list. If Cheick Kongo was standing behind Abraham Lincoln when he signed the Emancipation Proclamation, the South would have totally agreed."
"The Doctor is simply the best thing about Voyager, beyond some sterling moments with the female cast, and so take Robert Picardo away from that show and inject him into the infinitely superior DS9 and this episode's brilliance is assured. I love the story where Picardo admits that he was nervous to step onto this show and start being rude to actors like Avery Brooks because he was scared that the intimidating looking man might rip his head off and shit down his neck!"
"I am the dark un-fucking-known. I'm the father of cool and the king of jazz and the porch-sitting, watermelon-sucking brother who fucks up neighborhoods and breeds gangsters and makes your dick feel small. I am mud hut-building, spear-chucking, darkest Africa. I am the king of Egypt, grandpappy of all the sand niggas."
"TheyŚweŚare inexplicably seen as a millions-strong army of potential killers, capable and cold enough that any single one could be a threat to a trained police officer in a bulletproof vest. There are reasons why white gun's rights activists can walk into a Chipotle restaurant with assault rifles and be seen as gauche nuisances while unarmed black men are killed for reaching for their wallets or cell phones, or carrying children's toys."