Prez Quotes

Trust me on this. Whatever Prez wants, he'll get. You take one look at him and you're gonna be a goner just like the rest of them. But for now, my brother just wants a dance"- Pyro

Hey, prez!” I get out of the desk and hug him. He makes a strangled-cat noise and adjusts his glasses so hard they fly off his face. I pick them off the floor. “You okay?” “I-I’m fine. Um. You look – you look, uh, you look - ” “Nice?” I offer. “Really…really nice,” Wren exhales.

do u want me prez ?

Jesus fuck. I’m sitting right fucking here, Prez. Maybe shelve the porn a little, yeah?

Fuck, girl. You got beer-flavored nipples or some shit? Why're Prez and Doc going nuts for your skinny pale ass?

He ( Former Indian Prez, Dr APJ Abdul Kalam) let them touch his hand and in return, touched their lives.

Threats used to mean a whole lot more when he first became the MC president. He did a lot more killing back then. Not that he wouldn’t now. He just knew how to rule differently. He wasn’t soft. He was smart. There was a difference in being a Prez with a head on his shoulders and being one like Rex or Hades who went into things half cocked. And only Rider ruled now so who was the winner? Didn’t mean he didn’t want to paint the walls red with their blood.

The man in the doorway nodded, filling the frame with his large bulk and brown leather jacket. The stitching of his MC glittered with the words ‘Prez’ and ‘Pure Corruption.

Well, you got more than most then. She thanked you, Prez, but you’ve got to stay away from her. She’s trouble. I’m telling you this for your own good.

Gauge takes over as I answer the call. “Punk?” “Prez!” Punk shouts. The hairs on my arms stand erect. “What’s going on? Where’s Jo?” I hear a sharp intake of breath before he answers. “He’s got her.

You can call me Prez,” the other SEAL jumped in, pulling my hand away from Mickey’s. “Why Prez?” my dad asked. “Because I was named after the greatest President to ever hold the office. Ronald Reagan, God rest his soul,” Prez answered with pride, his hand over his heart as if uttering the Gipper’s name required the same respect as the Pledge of Allegiance. “Amen,” my dad joined in, shaking Prez’s hand. An immediate bond, born of conservative values, was formed between the two.

When I heard the Prez wanted us to shakedown the trucker spas toward Knoxville, I could've ripped out my nine millimeter and shot it through the ceiling, screaming like an idiot.

Dead Prez is playing on the car’s stereo, telling me that it’s bigger than Hip-Hop, but I beg to differ.

I can't believe Scoobie talked me into a Talk Like a Pirate Day fundraiser for the food pantry. I have a sense of humor. It's just been a crazy year, and I'm up to my eyeballs in work and chairing the Harvest for All Food Pantry Committee at First Prez.

It’s adorable how close you are with your grandma.” “Adorable?” “That’s what she said.” Havoc walks past, smacking me on the back as he does. “You’re adorable, Prez.” “Fuck off.

Prez, when the shadow falls, find where it leads. When you fall, make sure to balance your weight. Otherwise, you’ll snap the thing,

What to do?’ ‘The opposite of whatever orangey does,’ said Pollux. We had agreed early on not to give the prez too much space in our heads. We hardly ever referred to him. But talk about being haunted. He was an ache in the brain.

Človeka zvlečeju z maternice kak pesa krvavog, a gda su ga prestali boleti zubi, javlaju se križa, a če ga nisu obesili, vumre kak pošten človek- Srab preboleti mora, na kolec se našpranjiti alpak na trn nabosti takaj mora (kajti prez toga mudrosti biti nemre), kača ga fpiknuti mora, sečka bu mu vre palac zdrobila, a onda kaj?

Roar shook his head and leaned forward to press his thumbs into the corner of his aching eyes, "Got no excuse worth hearing, Prez. I'll pay up." "Fucking right you will! You're gonna get your ass in the truck and get me some fucking grass." "Grass? I thought you quit smoking weed, Top-" "Sod, mother fucker! Grass! Jesus, how fucking hungover are you?

thumb and index finger in his mouth to make a loud whistling sound before hollering, "Way to go, Prez." This gets all the

Could just feed 'im to the dogs, Prez," Bucket drawled. "Wouldn't have to feed 'em for a whole fuckin' month after that." Dirty rolled his eyes. Bucket was full of shit; the club didn't have any dogs.