The Party Animal

Pondo Sinatra:
You want some champaign?

Natasha:
I can do without the "cham", just give me the pain...

Pondo Sinatra:
I'm like King Midas - everything I touch turns to poontang!

Pondo Sinatra:
Hound dogs gonna eat that p*ssy!

Pondo Sinatra:
Roses are red, violets are blue, ya got big tits, I wanna suck on em' too!

Pondo Sinatra:
I got a problem with my pecker.

Pondo Sinatra:
Damn... all dressed up and no place to go.

Whore #1:
[In whorehouse when first seeing Pondo] He's got a face only a cockroach could love.

Whore #2:
[with heavy Brooklyn accent] I'd ratha f*** my fawtha.

Pondo Sinatra:
[Inside sex shop, holding up giant double-dong] What's this for?

Porn Store Owner:
Twins.

Pondo Sinatra:
I WANT the M5!

Pondo Sinatra:
My God, I'm purple.

The Professor:
[giving lecture in classroom] Absolutely anything is possible: from interstellar communications to ze development of a functioning aphrodisiac. Now, let us first look...

Pondo Sinatra:
[raising his hand and interrupting the professor] Uh, Professor Schmidt

The Professor:
Ja, Herr Sinatra

Pondo Sinatra:
What is an aphrodisiac?

The Professor:
Ze word aphrodisiac comes from ze African root [writing on the chalkboard] 'APHRO' meaning large penis, und ze Greek 'DISIAC' which means want it bad.

Elbow:
Why ya think we call p*ssy, 'p*ssy'?

Pondo Sinatra:
Why I don't know sir.

Elbow:
'Cause it's furry? Nah. 'Cause it's warm. Uh-uh. 'Cause it scratch when it gets angry? Nah. Well what, den? Now it don't purr, and it don't meOOOOW. Then why do we call it 'p*ssy'?

Pondo Sinatra:
I don't know sir.

Elbow:
'Cause that old hound dog gonna eat it up! YOU gotta to be the hound dog. You gotta let that p*ssy know you da hound dog. Put it in your mind, be it in your body: hound dog's gonna eat that p*ssy!