Quotes from Mike Nesmith
- All gussied up there. You look nice, jewelry hangin' off ya...
- David means business, Baby.
- That's very good. I didn't know you could do that. You used to play the dummy.
- El Dolenzio, what you are doing?
- I am the Texas blues, brown-wool seat covers that soak up the root beer and leave a sticky stain. from Michael's new book The Long Sandy Hair of Neftoon Samora
- Isn’t that dumb?
- But that’s not what you meant at all, was it? Well, dumbass me.
- Defending my honor. Isn’t that groovie? A bunch of long-haired weirdoes and some
vicious people.
- Here I am Mummy Man!
- Th.. th.. the door!?! Well, I’m glad to bring it to your attention.
- And the same thing goes for Christmas.
- Well, that wraps up another thirty minute laugh riot.
- Harold, you’d better get me out of here or you’re in big trouble.
- That’ll never work, Jack. That’s a lame idea. I want you to know that.
- The only difference between me and Peter is I’m just stone legal.
- See that ya do.
- Work hard, play hard, get plenty of ruffage in your diet and someday you’ll own this
hotel.
- Languish languish. Tall cell. Dim lit.
- And, and he came across the wicked stepladder who was very tall because of all the
rungs.
- And if you think that was something you should see what happens after the
commercial.
- The silence threw you.
- Fine, we’ll take the freeway.
- Mr. Tork, would you like me to bring the yacht around? I’m the captain of his yacht.
- Oh, what a great looking chick! Look at that body and those sideburns.
- Now take this sword and go defend your honor and the manor... in that order.
- I’ll bet you’re a real swinger when you’re turned on.
- Hey, town crier baby. What’s happening?
- When the uncle comes back in pretend that everything is ga-roovy.
- We’ve got the top. We’ve got the bottom. We’ll do it again.
- Peter, don’t be rude.
- They call me El Nesmitho. Also known as the bandit without no.. without any
conscience.
- Here he is, the world’s best looking midget, David Thomas Jones.
- And I will hunker down like a jackass in a hail storm ...
- Harold, you better get this carriage out of the MUD!!
- I’m glad it turned out this way, you know I could of been wasted!
- I love you like...
- There’s a note for you on the pigeon.
- I regret to inform you that Norway has just declared war on Sweden.
- He’s not evil. Crafty and selfish, maybe but not evil.
- Most of the javelina hogs is just fine like they is.
- The High Llama is out back sleeping it off. I’m the Regular Llama. But you can call
me Reg.
- He looks like a long-haired, near-sighted monster with a guitar.
- I can see it now in lights all the way around the mausoleum.
- Well I’m all I have.
- Hello, I’m the kindly little old building janitor and I’ve got five grandchildren at
home and they all watch the show just because the Monkees is on it... I seen it once. I
remember seeing it well. I watched it for about five minutes and then thought to
myself, why am I sitting here watching the show when I could be out cleaning
garbage cans.
- After much persuasion I will break down and give you this. It is a monkey’s paw.
You’re the only fool I know deserves that kind of luck.
- I say, Micky, I think this things got a hold of everybody, we better go check the
neighbors!
- Do not even attempt to write home.
- Yeah, that’s a groove.
- Well that was our last resort. I guess there’s no hope now.
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