
(so many to choose from)
Fa Ra Ra
You'll shoot your eye out.
Oh fudge.
I triple dog dare ya.
But the bell rang.
Fragiilleeee, it must be Italian.
My kid brother had not eaten voluntarily in over 3 years.
Daddy's gonna kill Ralphie!
Of course, Santa, the big man, the head honcho.
I hate the smell of tapioca.
The ole man could replace a fuse quicker than a jack rabbit on a date, bought em by the gross.
You look like a deranged Easter bunny.
Oh my God I shot my eye out!
Few things brought such swift and terrible retribution on a kid as a pair of busted glasses.
Pulverized.
Oh life is like that.....whenever everything is right with the world, the most unthinkable
disasters descend upon us.
Its smiling at me.

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I can't move my arms!
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