Lines that make the laughter..

Okay so this is a lame attempt at blogging, and to tell you the truth I haven't been thinking of much besides finding more laughter lately so here are some immortalised lines from three funny funny movies which I hope you will enjoy as much as I have enjoyed looking it up online..

Thanks to the Internet Movie Database for providing endless hours of fun for me!


Movie: Birdcage

Armand: All right, I'll bite, where are you going?
Albert: To Los Copa.
Armand: Los Copa? There's nothing in Los Copa but a cemetery.
Albert: I know, that's why I'm packing light.
Armand: Oh I see, so you're going to a cemetery with your toothbrush. How Egyptian.



Albert Goldman: Whatever I am, he made me! I was adorable once, young and full of hope. And now look at me! I'm this short, fat, insecure, middle-aged THING!
Armand: I made you short?



Armand: You do an eclectic celebration of the dance! You do Fosse, Fosse, Fosse! You do Martha Graham, Martha Graham, Martha Graham! Or Twyla, Twyla, Twyla! Or Michael Kidd, Michael Kidd, Michael Kidd, Michael Kidd! Or Madonna, Madonna, Madonna!... but you keep it all inside.



Albert: He blew a BUBBLE with his GUM while I was singing. He can't do that while I'm SINGING!
Celsius: Chewing gum helps me think.
Albert: Sweetie, you're wasting your gum!





Movie : To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything, Julie Newmar

Miss Chi-Chi Rodriguez: You know what Vida, you're not a queen because you rule people or you sat on a throne, baby. You're a queen because you couldn't cut it as a man so you had to put on a dress, that's why.



Noxeema Jackson: When a straight man puts on a dress and goes on a sexual kick he is a transvestite. When a man is a woman trapped in a man's body and has a little operation he is a Transsexual.
Miss Chi-Chi Rodriguez: I know that.
Noxeema Jackson: When a gay man has way too much fashion sense for one gender he is a drag queen.
Vida Boheme: Thank you.
Noxeema Jackson: And when a tired little Latin boy puts on a dress, he is simply a boy in a dress!



Vida Boheme: I think tomorrow is a "Say Something" hat day.




Miss Chi-Chi Rodriguez: I'm a princess. "P" to the "R" to the "N" to the "cess". I'm a princess.


Noxeema Jackson: If you want them to know there is steak for dinner, you got to let them *hear* it sizzle! Understand?






Movie: Priscilla, Queen of the Desert.

Felicia: [singing] A desert holiday, let's pack the drag away. You take the lunch and tea, I'll take the ecstasy. Fuck off you silly queer, I'm getting out of here. A desert holiday, hip hip hip hip hooray!



Bernadette: No, I'll join this conversation on the proviso that we stop bitching about people, talking about wigs, dresses, bust sizes, penises, drugs, night clubs, and bloody Abba!
Tick: Doesn't give us much to talk about then, does it?


Bernadette: [to Tick about Felicia] One more push, I'm gonna to smack his face so hard he'll have to stick his toothbrush up his arse to clean his teeth!


Bernadette: [to Shirley] Now listen here, you mullet. Why don't you just light your tampon, and blow your box apart? Because it's the only bang you're ever gonna get, sweetheart!



Mitzi: [to Felicia] You know, there are two things I don't like about you, Felicia... your face. So how 'bout shutting both of them?



Bernadette: What a nice dog. What's it's name?
Bob: Herpes. If she's good, she'll heal.



Felicia: [to Tick and Bernadette] I met these Swedish tourists called... Lars, Lars and Lars



Bernadette: [to Tick] Don't "Darling", me, Darling. Look at you. You've got a face like a cat's arse