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Criteri di appartenenza: Aperto
Data creazione: 6 Feb 2010
Criteri di appartenenza: Aperto
Data creazione: 6 Feb 2010
A group for people who love Sue Sylvester, a character from the TV show "Glee".
Sue: "See, now what you're doing here is called blurring the lines. High school is a caste system and kids fall into certain slots. Now, you have your jocks and your popular kids up in the penthouse. Your invisibles and kids playing online trolls and creatures, bottom floor." Will: "So where do the Glee kids lie?" Sue: "Sub-basement."
"Oh hey buddy, I thought I smelled failure."
"Your resentment is de-licious."
"You think this is hard? Try being waterboarded, that's hard."
"I, for one, think intimacy has no place in a marriage. Walked in on my parents once and it was like seeing two walruses wrestling."
"I can't stand the sight of kids getting emotional, unless it's from physical exhaustion."
"I empower my Cheerios to be champions. Do they go to college? I don't know. I don't care. Should they learn Spanish? Sure, if they wanna become dishwashers and gardeners."
"I empower my Cheerios to live in fear by creating an environment of irrational, random terror."
"You're right, Will. I have been trying to destroy your club with a conviction I can only call "religious.""
"I like minorities so much, I'm thinking of moving to California to become one."
"Are these your droopy white granny panties, Jacob? Are you an Eve who was born a Steve? Because if you are, I think there’s a special school that would better address your needs. And I think that school is in Thailand."
"Schuester! Yeah? I'll need to see that set list for Sectionals after all, and I want it on my desk, warm from the laminator at 5:00 p.m. And if it is one minute late, I will go to the animal shelter and get you a kitty cat. I will let you fall in love with that kitty cat, and then, on some dark, cold night, I will steal away into your home and punch you in the face."
"I don't trust a man with curly hair. I can't help picturing little birds laying sulfurous eggs in there, and I find it disgusting."
"I'll often yell at homeless people: 'Hey, how is that homelessness working out for you? Give NOT being homeless a try'."
Sue: "Iron tablet? Keeps your strength up while you're menstruating."
Will: "I don't menstruate."
Sue: "Yeah? Neither do I."
"I am fairly confident that you will be adding revenge to the list of things you suck at, including marriage, running a Glee club, and finding a haircut that doesn't make you look like a lesbian. Love ya like a sister."
"I've never wanted kids... don't have the time, don't have the uterus."
"Schuester..Well played sir. I underestimated you. Alright here's what happens now. I am going head on down to my condo in Boca, brown up a bit, get myself back into fighting shape, and I'm going to return to this school more hellbent on your destruction. Get ready for the ride of your life,Will Schuester,you are about to board the Sue Sylvester Express ..destination...HORROR. You know you just awoke a sleeping giant, prepared to be crushed."
"That was the most offensive thing I've seen in twenty years of teaching. And that includes an elementary school production of Hair."
"I always thought the desire to procreate showed deep personal weakness."
"Edi [Emma]..William...you [Ken]...Every year when the photos for the Thunderclap come around, I always elect to have a little work done. This year I got myself a bit of an eye lift. And while they were in there, I told them to go ahead and yank out those tear ducts. I wasn't usin' 'em."
"I am going to create an environment so toxic no one will want to be part of that club. Like the time I sold my house to a nice young couple and salted the earth in the backyard so that nothing could grow there for 100 years."
"You're too busy chasing tail and loading your hair with enormous amounts of product. Today, it just looks like you put lard in it."
Mrs. Hitchens: Who do you think I am?
Sue: That's a very good question because I've forgotten both your names.
Will: Who's to say everything I do is 100% on the ball?
Sue: No one would say that.
Sue Sylvester: Alright everybody listen up. When you hear your name called, cross over to my side of this black shiny thing
Will Schuester: That's called a piano, Sue
Sue Sylvester: Santana, Wheels, Gay Kid. Come on, move it! Asian, Other Asian, Aretha, and Shaft.
"And to all those naysayers out there who say: “That’s illegal. You can't strike children on their bare buttocks with razor sharp bamboo sticks!”, I say, “Yes we CANE.”"
Will: "Are you threatening me?" Sue: "Threatening you? Oh no, no, no, no. Giving you a chance to compromise yourself? You betcha! Let's break it down. You want to be creative, you want to be in the spotlight. Face it. You want to be me! So here's the deal. You do with your depressing little group of kids what I did with my wealthy, elderly mother. Euthanize it! It's time, and I'll be happy to offer you a job as my second assistant on Cheerios. You can fetch me Gatorade, launder my soiled delicates. It'd be very rewarding work for you."
"Glee club. Every time I try to destroy that clutch of scab-eating mouth breathers it only comes back stronger like some sexually ambiguous horror movie villain. Here I am, about to turn 30, and I've sacrificed everything only to be shanghaied by the bi-curious machinations of a kabal of doughy misshapen teens. Am I missing something, Journal? Is it me? Of course its not me. Its Will Scheuster. What is it about him, Journal? Is it the arrogant smirk? Is it the store-bought home perm? You know, Journal, I noticed something yesterday. Of course. Its coming clear to me now. If I cant destroy the club, I will have to destroy the man!"
"I'll admit in the past I've fantasized about waking up with Will's head on the pillow next to me, except now I picture it attached to the rest of his body."
"I’m having a really difficult time hearing anything you have to say today because your hair looks like a briar patch. I keep expecting racist animated Disney characters to pop up and start singing songs about living on the bayou!"
"I spent large segments of each day picturing you choking on food, and I recently contacted an exotic animal dealer because I had a very satisfying dream that I once shoved your face into one of those pink-inflamed monkey butts that weep lymph."
"Make sure you use hand sanitizer; I've seen that car you drive. I don't want to catch poor."
"My parents were famous Nazi hunters, so they weren't around a lot."
"You don't deserve the power of Madonna…Simply put, you have all the sexuality of one of those pandas down at the zoo who refuse to mate."
"You're the worst P.O.W. ever. John McCain is rolling over in his grave."
“You may be two of the stupidest teens I’ve ever encountered—and that’s saying something. I once taught a cheerleading seminar to a young Sarah Palin.”
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to put in a call to the Ohio Secretary of State, notifying them I will no longer be carrying photo ID. You know why? People should know who I am.
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