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| BILL HICKS Comedy Acts 1978. | |||
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| 1 | Beelzebozo & Tommy | Quotes | Quotes | ||||||||
Beelzebozo & Tommy Beelzebozo: Hi, kids, it's Beelzebozo time! Tell me something, who here outta you young'uns has never watched a skin flick? C'mere, Tommy! See them? Them's titties, hoo-hoo! Tommy: Mommy! Beelzebozo: That is your mommy! | |||||||||||
| 2 | Bill Hicks   | Quotes | Quotes | ||||||||
Bill Hicks Bill Hicks: It's not an adult feature unless at the end someone's gooey, okay?  | |||||||||||
| 3 | Bill Hicks | Quotes | Quotes | ||||||||
Bill Hicks Bill Hicks: It's great to be here. I thank you. I've been on the road doing comedy for 10 years now, so bare with me while I plaster on a fake smile and plow through this shit one more time.  | |||||||||||
| 4 | Bill Hicks | Quotes | Quotes | ||||||||
Bill Hicks Bill Hicks: How about a positive LSD story- that would be newsworthy Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness, experiencing itself subjectively. There is no death. Life is only a dream. and we are the imagination of ourselves. here's Tom with the weather.  | |||||||||||
| 5 | Bill Hicks | Quotes | Quotes | ||||||||
Bill Hicks Bill Hicks: Go back to bed America. Your government has figured out how it all transpired. Go back to bed America. Your government is in control again. Here- here is American Gladiators. Watch this. Shut up. Go back to bed America. Here is American Gladiators. Here is 56 channels of it. Watch these pituitary retards bang their fucking skulls together and congratulate you on living in a land of freedom. Here you go America. You are free to do as we tell you. You are free to do as we tell you.  | |||||||||||
| 6 | Bill Hicks | Quotes | Quotes | ||||||||
Bill Hicks Bill Hicks: By the way, if anyone here is in advertising or marketing. kill yourself. Just a little thought. I'm just trying to plant seeds, maybe one day they'll take root, I don't know- you do what you can. Kill yourself. Seriously, though, if you are, do. No, really, there's no rationalization for what you do and you are Satan's little helpers, okay? You're the ruiner of all things good. Seriously this is not a joke. You're going, there's gonna be a joke coming. there's no fucking joke coming. You are Satan's spawn filling the world with bile and garbage. You are fucked and you are fucking us. Kill yourself. It is the only way to save your fucking soul. Kill yourself.  | |||||||||||
| 7 | Hooligans | Criminals | Gangs | ||||||||
Hooligans English gang. | |||||||||||
| 8 | Untitled | Themes | Gray Eagle | ||||||||
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