Elias: That's bestiality, Randal! Randal Graves: At it's finest, I hope. Elias: Who would want to see something like that? Randal Graves: Dante, me, YOU. Elias: I don't want to see something like that! Why would you want to see something like that? Randal Graves: Because it's fucked up! Besides, I want to know if a chick with a mouth full of donkey spunk swallows. Lemme borrow your cell phone.
Randal Graves: Since when did "porch monkey" suddenly become a racial slur? Dante Hicks: When ignorant racists started saying it a hundred years ago. Randal Graves: Oh bullshit. My grandmother used to call me a 'porch monkey' all the time when I was a kid, because I'd sit on the porch and stare at my neighbors. Dante Hicks: Despite the fact that your grandmother might've used it as a term of endearment for you, it's still a racial slur. It'd be like your grandmother calling you a little kike. Randal Graves: No it is not. Plus my grandmother had nothing but the utmost respect for the Jewish community. When I was a kid, she'd always tell me to treat the Jewish kids well or they'd put the sheeny curse on me. Dante Hicks: WHAT THE FUCK, MAN? Randal Graves: What?