December 14, 2020 | 0 Comments
Lip: Hey, look who it is, the Birthday girl. Frannie: Presents? Lip: Oh, no, no. It’s not like Christmas, Frannie. You’re going to get…
Lip: Hey, look who it is, the Birthday girl. Frannie: Presents? Lip: Oh, no, no. It’s not like Christmas, Frannie. You’re going to get…
Liam: Don’t touch. Lip: Why? Liam: I’m going to sell them for cheap to the lunch day kids. Lip: What’s a lunch day kid? Liam: Kids who…
Frank: This is our Chicago and we’re gonna enjoy every fucking minute of it.
Debbie’s Girlfriend: Are you hot, lesbian, convict lady? Would, you, um, like to buy some cookies, hot lesbian convict lady?
Frank: All we’ve gotta do is make the yards dangerous again.
Ian: No more secrets. It’s about what we want the marriage to be.
Liam: Father Pete marrying you? Ian: Father Pete’s Catholic. Pope won’t let him marry gay people. Liam: But Father Pete’s gay. Lives in…
Liam: You get them anything for the wedding? Carl: Yeah, edible boxers.
Terry: Mickey’s not marrying that ginger fuck today. [Church of Gay Jesus members sing.] Terry: Oh, what the hell? Fuckin’ hippie homos….
Liam: Mickey’s the bride? Ian: Nope, groom. Liam: So, you’re the bride. Ian: No, also a groom. Liam: Who’s wearing the white tux? Ian:…