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A few come to mind…
“Ohana means family, you piece of shit.” — “Lilo & Stitch”, 2002.
“If you can’t say something nice, don’t say nothing at all, you piece of shit.” — “Bambi”, 1942
"Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, you piece of shit!” — “Mary Poppins”, 1964
“I eat pieces of shit like you for breakfast, you piece of shit.”
You eat pieces of shit for breakfast, you piece of shit?
Yippee Ki‐Yay, motherfucker. You piece of shit.
OR, if aired on TNT,
Yippee Ki‐Yay, mother father. You piece of shirt.
"I never thought I’d die side by side with an elf
How about side by side with an friend, you piece of shit?
Ay, I could do that"
“Gondor has no king. Gondor needs no king. You piece of shit.”
Wouldn’t that be
At, I could do that, you piece of shit
Could be either, but I felt it seemed more fitting to Legolas’s reply
“He fucked me! I’m truly ass invaded! You piece of shit!”
SHOOCKEEER, YOU PIECE OF SHIIIIIIT
“Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi. You’re my only hope. You piece of shit”
“But I was going into Tosche Station to pick up some power converters.”
“You can waste time with your friends when your chores are done, you piece of shit.”
Sounds legit, they didn’t want him go to college either
Help me Obi-Wan Kenobi, you piece of shit. You’re my only hope.
“Draw me like one of your French girls, you piece of shit.”
The safe word is “iceberg”.
“Yousa tinking yousa people ganna die? Yousa pissa shit.”
“dormammu, I’ve come to bargain. you piece of shit”
I’ve known adventures, seen places you people will never see, I’ve been Offworld and back… frontiers! I’ve stood on the back deck of a blinker bound for the Plutition Camps with sweat in my eyes watching stars fight on the shoulder of Orion… I’ve felt wind in my hair, riding test boats off the black galaxies and seen an attack fleet burn like a match and disappear. I’ve seen it, felt it… you piece of shit.
"I love you.
I know. You piece of shit."
classic star wars really.
“no, I am your father. you piece of shit.”
"Khaaaaaaaan, you piece of shit!!"
What’s taters, you piece of shit?
The venerable sound of music:
Frau Schmidt: The Von Trapp children don’t play. They march. You piece of shit
You complete me, you piece of shit.