My Cousin Vinny


“”Imagine you’re a deer. You’re prancing along, you get thirsty, you spot a little brook, you put your little deer lips down to the cool clear  water… BAM! A fuckin bullet rips off part of your head! Your brains  are laying on the ground  in little bloody pieces! Now I ask ya. Would  you give a fuck what kind of pants  the son of a bitch who shot you was  wearing?””My answer. Yes as no doubt they would be the same colour as Ivan from Newcastle…..and the outcome some nice Biltong…..(Quote Mona Lisa Vito from My Cousin Vinny)

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