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This is my second entry for
picspammy
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1. He loves fishes.
The thing about fish only having a four-second memory is a lie. My fish still remember me doing the world record - I know this because every time they see an apple they turn in the opposite direction. Even fish that weren't alive when I did the world record know to turn away
2. Fuck it
Thanks for coming. OK. I've been thinking about why I alway f*ck everything up for myself. And this is the best way I can explain. This is how it started for me. It was good. Chris: Then it started going wrong. Then someone else escaped. The gravity holding us together was gone. We're floating in space. It's kind easy when you've got nothing. Cause when you've got nothing, nothing can be taken away from you. But I don't want nothing anymore.
3. Chris and Jal = OTP.
Jal: You're not who I thought you were. You're an empty poisonous smile.
Chris: Jal, what do you want me to say? I don't know what I'm meant to say. Jal, look at me. I was perfectly happy killing myself. But then you asked me to try. And for the first time in my life it felt like sombody actually gave a sh!t. That person was worth trying for. And now, I'd make the worlds record biggest sandwich if you asked me to. I'd kick old granny in the tits. I'd fill the rivers with panda pops. I'd...
Jal: Stop.
Chris: I f*cked up big time. I'm more than sorry. I love you Jal. You're my whole world.
Jal Fazer: Chris, what’s wrong?
Chris Miles: The sky is blue and the grass is green... everything’s cool.
Jal Fazer: What pills do you take?
Chris Miles: Everything. I stick the packets on my wall.
Jal Fazer: What pills?
Chris Miles: Ssshhh it's a secret. No one knows. And don't tell Jal cause if you tell Jal she won't move in with me anymore.
Jal Fazer: I'm pregnant. I'm about to have a baby. Or I might have to... I want...
Chris: Four months without sex that ain't, ain't funny. But you probably wouldn't understand that Jal.
Jal: Huh?
Chris: Well you don't have sex at all, do you, you have clarinet lessons
4. He's just f* awesome.
Sidney, do you want to tell me what' going on? It's like a fucking episode of the OC in here.
This line right, Polly, this means you're going to live to at least eighty. And this line here means you should be very careful around electricity pylons and crocodiles.
Anwar: I heard he got his cock out and there's a tattoo on it of Harry Potter, and he started shouting at Sketch "Kiss Harry to make him magic"
Chris: Drama teachers man... what? "Pretend to be a tree" "But I'm not a tree" "Well pretend". Fucking perverts, the lot of 'em.
Do you believe we live in a cruel world?
Joan of Arc, Steve Biko, John Proctor, Heather Mills...Need I go on?
Are you doing your best to change it?
I smile a lot. And people smile back. It’s contagious, like a lovely sort of gonorrhea.
5. He's still in our memories.
Jal: I've been thinking about what Chris would have wanted me to say today, the advice he'd give me, which would be something like "Know what babe, f*** it, these guys know all about me, tell them about someone different". So I thought I'd say something about a hero of Chris's, a man called captain Joe Catinga. In 1960 he climbing into a foil balloon, Captain joe ascended 32 kilometres into the stratosphere and then, armed only with a parachute he jumped out. He fell for 4 minutes and 36 seconds reaching 714 miles per hour before opening his parachute 5 kilometres above the earth. It had never been done before and has never been done since. He did it just because he could, and that's why Chris loved him- because the thing about Chris was, he said yes. He said yes to everything. He loved everyone. He was the bravest boy, man I knew and that was... He slung himself out of a foil balloon every day, because he could, because he was. And thats why... and thats why.. we loved him