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Detective... Thrill Me! ::The sounds of a sorority house blowing up::

Slick Rik
7 January 1983
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“The young sailor at sea was ordered to climb a mast to adjust a sail during a violent storm. He got halfway up, looked down, got dizzy and sick. An old sailor on deck shouted up to him Look up, son, look up. Young sailor looked up, regained his composure, and completed his mission. Moral: Look ahead, not back.”

"Sir, I've been in the Navy all my bloomin' life, sir. My mother was a mermaid, my father was King Neptune. Every bone in my body is a spar. And when I spits, I spits tar. I's hard. I is, I am, I are."

"The Navy Diver is not a fighting man, he is a salvage expert. If it is lost underwater, he finds it. If it's sunk, he brings it up. If it's in the way, he moves it. If he's lucky,
he will die young, 200 feet beneath the waves, for that is the closest he'll ever get to being a hero."
~Billy Sunday

"Wow, no bitching? Congrats. Don't worry, he doesn't smile on command. Ever. And if he does, it's that smile that you'd rather not capture on film."
~Carly Bodnar

"Respect few, fear none,"
~The Mongols motto

"Sex is a part of love. You shouldn't go around doing it unless you are in love…."
~Bettie Page

"I've made a study of Marlon Brando.... I know why the girls, at least the young'uns, go for us. We're sullen, we're broodin, we're something of a menace."

"Dream as if you'll live forever, Live as if you'll die today"
~James Dean

"All the knowledge I possess everyone else can acquire, but in my heart is all my own."
~Oliver Wendell Holmes

The motorcycle is obviously a sexual symbol. It's what's called a phallic locomotor symbol. It's an extension of one's body, a power between one's legs.
~Dr. Bernard Diamond, UOfC Criminologist, 1965

They worship ther motorcycles. They take them inside their homes at night.The sleep on grease-caked beds, but their bikes are spotless.
~Los Angeles Cop