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You will say: You wouldn't talk about a 'Postmodernist child', or a 'Keynesian child', or a 'Hayekian Monetarist Child'. There's no such thing as a Catholic Child. There's only a child of Catholic parents. There's not such a thing as a Protestant child, only a child of Protestant parents.
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This section does not cite its.You can help Wikiquote by introducing appropriate citations. It's a totally inhospitable place, you shouldn't be here—the sun—you live about three quarters of a mile from it; I've seen insects walking around with kneepads; you fling yourselves into the sea when you're not actually walking around audibly crackling in the heat. And the sea is full of jellyfish, sharks and other things who hate you, but you persist in living here. So you know, it's a jail you live in.
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It's lovely, you've done wonderful things with it, but you're all still in denial. On Australia, at the Melbourne Comedy Fest. 'Hi, how are you today?
I'm Tony, I'm going to be your server. I've got some very exciting specials to tell you folks about right here.
We've got our deep-pan re-re-fried chocolate ice cream pizza, which comes with a complementary pacemaker. If you're watching your weight you might want to try our No Hope Protein Salad, absolutely delicious. Philippe, our maitre d', will dig out some photographs of you looking kind of tubby, you know, on the Internet, and then we all kind of point and laugh at you and just sort of rub a single chickpea on your lip until you cry. Would you like some water?' . During a skit before a commercial break on BBC America Comedy Live Presents Dylan Moran (2005). 'Shut up, you wretch!
I rescued you from the city streets. Without me you'd still be fucking bouncing into buildings out there in the laser neon rain with the tabloids poltergeisting through the air, wondering where the fuck you are, you clueless dolt! I took you in for the waif you were, rescued you from every doorway which was a waiting set of jaws—every half-closed window, a pirate's eye—I took you in and rescued you from your own stupidity!
If you had a shred of moral decency, you'd chain yourself to the radiator and devote the rest of your life to acts of sexual abasement!' But you don't say that. You say 'Yes, I see what you mean, I see where you're coming from'.
Amnesty International (Ireland), Stop You're Killing Me DVD recorded live at Dublin's Vicar Street Comedy Club in November 2004. I apologise for even bringing this up, but it is two thousand and something, whatever it is, and it is still very difficult to have a rational conversation about periods. When it could be. You see I’m almost instinctively euphemistic about it, I don’t want to get into trouble even here! I only realised recently I’ve been having the same kind of polite conversation all my life, where you say to somebody: “.Hmm? You don’t - you don’t want to go to the restaurant, that we said we’d.?
No, me neither. And you don’t want to go to the other place I’m about to suggest- me neither! Or any of the places I can think of, I hate them all as well.
But listen, the thing is, when we do find somewhere, and I’m sure we will cause you’re starving, I know that, you’ve said it several times; when we get there, I’m actually not that worried about food myself. Main thing for me is, when we get in there, could you run over some of my flaws? Cause you know, I just can’t keep track! I don’t know what it is, if you weren’t here, really I’d be fucked, I really would.” I don’t do that shit anymore. I just say: “Listen, listen.
Are you having your period? Cause you know what, it’s humiliating to argue with a hormone.
And I know you’re crying and everything, but you know what, I quite fancy a cry too, I really do. You’ve kind of stolen the show and the waiter’s coming over now but I really would like to cry as well. By the way, crying isn’t proof of a greater capacity to feel, it’s proof of a greater capacity to cry.
And I’m not paying for this, fuck you.”. Amnesty International (Ireland), Stop You're Killing Me DVD recorded live at Dublin's Vicar Street Comedy Club in November 2004.
'You're a wonderful lover.' 'Yes probably, but am I the best?' , because that's what men want to know, because they're pathetic. And women dont have that competitive thing, so they go: 'There is no best.'