Ooh Burn Quotes

Ooh, I smell something burning... Wait, wait - it's your pants ! Your pants are on fire, you massive liar ! You so weren't on a case !

I bet he thinks in Fahrenheit—” “Ooh, sick burn.

As with the first Nightmare, we shot a couple of interesting scenes that didn’t make it into the final cut, most notably one featuring a female Freddy. One of the kids in the hospital has a Freddy dream in which he’s being seduced by a sexy nurse. The nightmare evolves into a kinky S&M fantasy, but becomes less M and more S when the ropes that bind the kid to the bed become Freddy tongues, and the nurse’s face morphs into Freddy’s, but her topless torso, which features a pair of perfect Playboy breasts, remains smooth and inviting… that is, for a moment. All of a sudden, the veins in her areolas come to life and turn into Freddy-like burn scars and snake up her cleavage, past her neck, and onto her face. (I’m pretty sure Kevin enjoyed the four hours it took to apply makeup to those tits.) This troubling, erotic transformation didn’t make the final cut for some reason. Occasionally I find myself signing bootleg stills from the missing sequence. Especially in Europe. Ooh la la!

Much as I admire sand’s miraculous ability to be transformed into useful objects like glass and concrete, I am not a great fan of it in its natural state. To me, it is primarily a hostile barrier that stands between a parking lot and water. It blows in your face, gets in your sandwiches, swallows vital objects like car keys and coins. In hot countries, it burns your feet and makes you go “Ooh! Ah!” and hop to the water in a fashion that people with better bodies find amusing. When you are wet, it adheres to you like stucco, and cannot be shifted with a fireman’s hose. But—and here’s the strange thing—the moment you step on a beach towel, climb into a car, or walk across a recently vacuumed carpet, it all falls off.

Now, just breathe in through your nose, out through your mouth,” Lemon instructed, moving her hands up and down in front of her. “In through your nose…out through your mouth.” Megan did as she was told. In, out. In, out. In, out. “Slowly, sweetie! Slowly,” Lemon said. “You’re not running a marathon here.” Ooh…running a marathon. There’s a happy place, Megan thought. She envisioned her feet pounding against packed dirt, her own speed blowing back her hair, the burning in her lungs as she pushed herself harder and harder. In her mind’s eye, Megan saw Hailey and Evan running up ahead. She saw herself pass them. Saw the look of shock on Hailey’s face. Saw Evan’s admiration as it finally dawned on him how much better Megan was than Hailey. He tried to ditch Hailey and catch up with Megan, but Megan left him eating dust. “See? You’re smiling,” Lemon said. “Yeah. Are we done yet?” Megan asked. There was no way she was ever going to exorcise the Evan and Hailey demons sitting in a plush chair with goop on her face. She needed to get to soccer practice and work out some of this energy. She had to get out of here, stat.

Servers swept across the floor as they could hear invisible music to oohs and aahs from all the tables. Ours presented us with a palm-sized white plate with two teensy golden choux pastry puffs. "Foie gras spheres with Sauternes jelly," he proclaimed. The sweet-savory cloud dissolved on my plate, and I couldn't help but hum. "Holy crap, can I have fifty of those and call it a day?" I said. "That's fantastic." Nicole nudged me with a grin. "Told you." After the puffs came neatly squared smoked eel sandwiches, the fish's smoky richness bitten off by sharp horseradish. They were delicious, and fairy-sized. So were the next two dishes.

Planet of women The 2-headed lady said I couldn't land my ship I said it would only take a minute "Well," she said, "what's in it?" Oh, I don't know. Just some weird sh*t. ("Okay.") La la la la la When I got to the surface, there were women everywhere. ("Hey, how you doing?") And all the men were slaves They had us all dressed up in chains ("ooh, look at that one?) And there was a queen She had her own di*k all dressed up in black (?come back here, Sonny?) Her name was? I like it like that? Queen? I like it like that. And I fell in love with a leader from the underground. He said he'd set me free (?we can all be free, dude?) But when I fell asleep he stole the key and split the scene, I guess. I never learned. No, I never learned f*gs in drag, no matter where I lay I get burned, so burned La la la la la It?s hard living on the planet of women Gonna find me a river and drown myself in it (?bye-bye?) La la la la la

This Must Be The Place (Naive Melody)" Home is where I want to be Pick me up and turn me round I feel numb - burn with a weak heart (So I) guess I must be having fun The less we say about it the better Make it up as we go along Feet on the ground Head in the sky It's ok I know nothing's wrong . . nothing Hi yo I got plenty of time Hi yo you got light in your eyes And you're standing here beside me I love the passing of time Never for money Always for love Cover up say goodnight . . . say goodnight Home - is where I want to be But I guess I'm already there I come home she lifted up her wings Guess that this must be the place I can't tell one from another Did I find you, or you find me? There was a time Before we were born If someone asks, this where I'll be . . . where I'll be Hi yo We drift in and out Hi yo sing into my mouth Out of all tose kinds of people You got a face with a view I'm just an animal looking for a home Share the same space for a minute or two And you love me till my heart stops Love me till I'm dead Eyes that light up, eyes look through you Cover up the blank spots Hit me on the head Ah ooh