Lloyd Christmas:
Wow. Think about it. If I hadn't sold that crotch rocket to Pee Stain, you wouldn't have a bastard child who's gonna save your life.
Harry Dunne:
God's got a pretty warped sense of humor, huh?
Lloyd Christmas:
Yeah. I bet he smokes weed. Otherwise, why he put our testicles outside our bodies, where someone can do this?
[hits Harry in his crotch]
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