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    Quote Originally Posted by Contestant #1
    Of course!
    ResponseThank you. I appreciate that.

    Quote Originally Posted by Contestant #2
    Of course! I love dancing! We can be fools together.
    ResponseI wouldn't say I love dancing. I definitely feel the music, but I'm usually self-conscious which is why it's important I have someone who will dance with me.

    Quote Originally Posted by Contestant #3
    I might chuckle-I am no saint. However, assuming I have enough drinks in me, dance the night away with you.
    ResponseWait. You'd have to be drunk to dance with me?

    Quote Originally Posted by Contestant #4
    If you don't know how to dance, spend an afternoon in front of the tv with some Gatorade. I ain't dancin' with you if you make me look like a foo'.
    ResponseOh... baby, dancing isn't the only thing you'll see or hear out of me that will humiliate you. I'm epileptic (I don't always have seizures, but I occasionally have "space moments" tied to my epilepsy), but most of the goofy stuff I do is deliberate.
    Last edited by Mercen-X; 03-04-2013 at 03:24 AM.
    Jack: How do you know?

    Will: It's more of a feeling really.

    Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?

    Will: No.

    If Demolition Man were remade today

    Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
    Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
    Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
    Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
    Huxley: NO!
    Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
    Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
    Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
    Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
    Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
    Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
    Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
    Huxley: You need to leave, John.
    Spartan: But Huxley.
    Huxley: Get out!
    Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.

    By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.

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