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ADAM SANDLER >> Merchandise Links
ADAM SANDLER
{Car approaches} {Toll Booth Willie:} "Welcome to Worchester. Dollar twenty-five please." {M1:} "Hey, how ya doin' Toll Booth Willie?" {Toll Booth Willie:} "Good! Thanks fer askin, pop!" {M1:} "Aww, that's great, you know, considering yer a fuckin' idiot!" {Pays toll and drives off} {Toll Booth Willie:} "Go fuck yourself you son of a bitch! I'll come right outta the booth and fuckin' whack ya, you fuckin' prick!" {Another car approaches} {M2:} "Hey, hey, Willie! Hows it going?" {Toll Booth Willie:} "Hey, can't complain, pop. Hows 'bout you?" {M2:} "Oh, great, great. How much?" {Toll Booth Willie:} "The state charges a dollar twenty-five, pop." {M2:} "That's fine. Now should I give you the money, or should I shove the quarters directly up your fat ass!?" {Pays toll and drives off} {Toll Booth Willie:} "Why you fuckin' hard on! I'll fucking Carlton Fisk yer fuckin' head with a Louise-ville fuckin' slugger! Whadya think of that ass fuck!?" {Another car approaches} {F1:} "Hi Willie." {Toll Booth Willie:} "Oh, nice to see ya M'am. Not a bad day, huh?" {F1:} "Well, I'm a little lost. Could you help me out? I hear your the best with directions." {Toll Booth Willie:} "Well I know my way around New England. I can tell ya that much. So where ya headed?" {F1:} "Well, I was just wondering exactly which is the best way to drive up your ass. You know, if you'd tell me, I'd appreciate it, you fuckin' prick." {Drives off} {Toll Booth Willie:} "You fuckin' bitch! Fuck you! You forgot to pay the fuckin' toll you dirty whore! I'll fuckin' drop you with a boot to the fuckin' skull you cum guzzling queen!" {Another car approaches} {M3:} "Hey Willie." {Toll Booth Willie:} "Hey, how are ya?" {M3:} "Here's a dollar twenty-five, and go fuck yourself." {Pays toll and drives off} {Toll Booth Willie:} "Dah, you fuckin' prick! I hope you choke on a fuckin' bottle cap, ya fuckin' son of a fuck! Eat shit! Eat my shit!" {Another car approaches} {Bishop Nelson:} "Hello Willie. Good to see you." {Toll Booth Willie:} "Ahhh, Bishop Nelson. Nice to see ya. That was quite a sermon you had the other day." {Bishop Nelson:} "Hey, well I do my best." {Toll Booth Willie:} "Dollar twenty-five, Bishop." {Bishop Nelson:} "Dollar twenty-five, Willie. Isn't that the same price your mother charges for a blow job, you piece of dog shit!?" {Pays toll and drives off} {Toll Booth Willie:} "Ohhh! Have another one, you fuckin' lush! It's not my fault the bartender cut ya off last night ya fuckin' douche bag!" {Another car approaches} {M5:} "Hey!" {Toll Booth Willie:} "Well hey!" {M5:} "Yeah, do you want the money, or should I just shove the quarters directly up your fat ass!?" {Pays toll and drives off} {Toll Booth Willie:} "Well, I already heard that one you fuckin' unoriginal bastard! Go suck a corn you fuckin' piece of repeatin' shit!" {Another car approaches} {F2:} "Hi." {Toll Booth Willie:} "Oh, hi. How are ya?" {F2:} "Fine, thank you. How much is the toll please?" {Toll Booth Willie:}"For you sweetheart, it's a dollar twenty-five." {F2:} "Here ya go." {Pays toll} {F2:} "Thank you." {Begins to drive off} {Toll Booth Willie:} "Hey! Hey! Honey! Would you like a receipt with that?" {F2:} "Oh, I almost forgot. Thank you so much." {Toll Booth Willie scribbling a receipt for her} {Toll Booth Willie:} "And here ya are." {F2:} "Umm, do you think you could sign it?" {Toll Booth Willie:} "Oh, uh.. sign it?" {F2:} "Yeah, sign Toll Booth Willie was here." {Toll Booth Willie:} "Ok, sure. Uhh, by the way, what is this for?" {Signing receipt} {F2:} "Just so I could have proof for my friends that I met the biggest fuckin' dip shit with the smallest dick alive. You understand." {Drives off} {Crumples up paper} {Toll Booth Willie:} "Fuck you, you fuckin' upity bitch! I'll fuckin' fuck you and all your lesbian fish-eating friends in front of your fuckin' mothers! You're gonna die, bitch! I'm comin' outta the booth!" {Opens the door and runs out of the booth} {Car screeches and hits him} {Toll Booth Willie:} "Ooooh! My fuckin' leg!" {M6:} "Hey! You ran over Toll Booth Willie!" {M7:} "Oh my God! I was always wondering what it would be like to run over a dried up stinky dick licker." {Toll Booth Willie:} "Why you fuckin' pricks. I fuckin' hear every fuckin' word yer saying! When this fuckin' leg heals, I'm gonna kick you guys new fuckin' assholes! {Everyone cussing eachother out}
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