Let me explain something to you. Um, I am not “Mr. Lebowski”. You’re Mr. Lebowski. I’m the Dude. So that’s what you call me. You know, that or, uh, His Dudeness, or uh, Duder, or El Duderino if you’re not into the whole brevity thing.
Always make me laugh.
Second place is when the cop beans his mug off The Dude’s face.
Stay out of Malibu, Lebowski! Stay out of Malibu, deadbeat! Keep your ugly fuckin’ goldbrickin’ ass out of my beach community.
Always make me laugh.
Second place is when the cop beans his mug off The Dude’s face.
I’m sorry, I wasn’t listening.
Ow! Fucking fascist!
teft, please.