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And they call this a pumkin ... no, really they do!

No campaigning in a polling place? Aww ... you're joshing me ... furreal?

Buuurp!

Come on out you teabagger!

Dayam ... these white babies sure are ugly!

Don't you pee on me you piece of white trash!

Let em eat potatoes! Whuddya mean it's cake ... does this look like cake?

I'm not a witch! OK ... maybe a werewolf (but this ain't London, and Barry ain't Merikun' ... so there).

You say my other left? I thought that's what you said. What I wanna know is where da fook's TOTUS?

So he lied about his service ... BFD. Me un Barry lie like rugs!

These fancy boots are made for gardening, and that's just what we'll do. One of these days these fancy boots are gunna spread manure all over you.

We'll be here at the Rumba Room all week ... try the Arugula salad with Dijon!

You say it kinda looks like my beard? Well ... I'll just have me a little talk with Napolitano, and see if'n we cain't fix your little wagon (how ya like me now beach?).

I know what cake looks like ... believe me ... and this isn't cake.

You wanna piece of me? Huh ... well do ya punk(in)?
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