They know a million tricks, those novelists. Take Doctor Goebbels; that's how he started out, writing fiction. Appeals to the base lusts that hide in everyone no matter how respectable on the surface. Yes, the novelist knows humanity, how worthless they are, ruled by their testicles, swayed by cowardice, selling out every cause because of their greed - all he's got to do is thump on the drum, and there's his response. And he's laughing, of course, behind his hand at the effect he gets.
If its got tires or testicles it's going to give you trouble
Touch her, and I'll freeze your testicles off and put them in a jar. Understand?
My lawyers will fricassee your testicles for breakfast. And if you dare board my plane without a warrant, your spleen will follow.
Every time I see Bono in those big fly glasses and tight leather pants I just can't hack it. I can't see that as solving the world's problems. He's crushing his testicles in tight trousers for world peace.
I told him to take a picture of his testicles so he'd have something to remember them by if he ever took another shot like the last one.
The two canals, fashioned by the gods, in which man's power rests, in thy testicles . . . . . . . . . . . . I break them with a club.
If it has tires or testicles, you're going to have trouble with it.
I wonder when someone will grow the testicles to say to americans everywhere, 'Enough with the self-medicating.' Seriously. What ever happened to dealing with life Life is pain. Life is inconvenience. Life is a tall, cool glass of Fk You. Step away from the Prozac and Xanax, and Drink Up, Bitches. Refills are on the house...
Turn him into a eunuch that wears his hair dressed, and into one that wears a hood Then Indra with a pair of stones shall break his testicles both
A writer who presents men and women as creatures truncated below the waist is exposed as one who goes about without his trousers saying, 'see, I have had my testicles removed.'
I hang onto my prejudices, they are the testicles of my mind.
I got to the end of my first year, and I'd had a f---ing great time - I slept with a lot of loose women, drank far too much alcohol. But what's going to be different in three years I'm going to be three stone overweight and still want to be a singer. So I grew some testicles and said to my mum and dad, 'I'm coming home, I wanna do what I wanna do'. Thankfully they didn't say, 'We spent a fortune on your education, go and get a f---ing degree'
Moral A peerless maxim enumerated by God in his Holy Bible, such as that of Deuteronomy 231, if your testicles are crushed or your male member missing, you must never enter a sanctuary of the Lord
They tend to be suspicious, bristly, paranoid-type people with huge egos they push around like some elephantiasis victim with his distended testicles in a wheelbarrow terrified no doubt that some skulking ingrate of a clone student will sneak into his very brain and steal his genius work.