I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD! I RELY ON GOD!
Hym "Is that ACTUALLY what he said? 'I RELY ON GOD!'? Because IF NOT... You had 8 years to stop that Megyn. Who are you protecting by doing this Meg? Who are they dying for? Not for your kids. It isn't protecting your kids. You're not doing it FOR your kids. At this point they are dying to get m eto KILL your kids. Really. What is the point of this? TO PRESERVE YOUR OWN SOLIPSISM! So you can walk past the homeless guy as though he wasn't even there. It doesn't matter that they died to you because once they are I the ground the are out of sight and out of mind. It doesn't matter to you if I stab someone's kid because as soon as I do, you can unleash your sadistic fantasies and then act like nothing happened. All you are trying to do is maintain the zoo animal/patron dynamic we have going on here and it is better for everyone if you stop."
Being in such a paralytic state from the mass consumption of alcohol that when you reach the toilet you are usually slumped down hugging the bowl and screaming 'Oh God!' into the shit abyss in between violent bouts of upchuck.
Yeah man, got so wasted last night I ended up talking to God on the big whitetelephone!
A signature phrase used by Royce, of "Royce and Marilyn" to convey utter shock and disdain with a lack of culture, money, opera, ramba and samba skills, or in reaction to the "garbage-hole" in which she lives.
Royce: Why would I have to be a victim of all this garbage, that crap that you like? You know nothing about classical music, opera, nothing! Nothing! You can't sing an opera, you know nothing.
Marilyn: No, I don't sing opera.
Royce: You know nothing, nothing...
Marilyn: But that doesn't mean that I don't enjoy it.
Royce: You know nothing. I sing everything perfectly, note-by-note. You know nothing... OH God on a WHEEL!