85 ordspråk av Bill Hicks

Bill Hicks

Bill Hicks föddes den 16 december 1961 och dog den 26 februari 1994
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Christianity has a built-in defense system: anything that questions a belief, no matter how logical the argument is, is the work of Satan by the very fact that it makes you question a belief. It's a very interesting defense mechanism and the only way to get by it -- and believe me, I was raised Southern Baptist -- is to take massive amounts of mushrooms, sit in a field, and just go, "Show me."

Childbirth is a miracle. No, it's not. . . . It's a chemical reaction, that's all.

Childbirth is no more a miracle then eating food and a turd coming out of your ass.

Dinosaur fossils? God put those there to test our faith." Thank God I'm strapped in right now here man. I think God put you here to test my faith, Dude. You believe that? "Uh huh." Does that trouble anyone here? The idea that God.. might be...fuckin' with our heads? I have trouble sleeping with that knowledge. Some prankster God running around: "Hu hu ho. We will see who believes in me now, ha HA.

Komedi

It's really weird how your life changes. Tonight I'm drinking water. Four years ago? Opium. Night and day, you know?

I dunno how much AIDS scares y'all, but I got a theory: the day they come out with a cure for AIDS, a guaranteed one-shot cure, on that day there's gonna be fucking in the streets, man.

I love talking about the Kennedy assasination. The reason I do is because I'm fascinated by it. I'm fascinated that our government could lie to us so blatantly, so obviously for so long, and we do absolutely nothing about it. I think that's interesting in what is ostensibly a democracy. Sarcasm - come on in. People say "Bill, quit talking about Kennedy man. It was a long time ago, just let it go, alright? It's a long time ago, just forget it." I'm like, alright, then don't bring up Jesus to me. As long as we're talking shelf life here...

It's great to be here. I thank you. Ah, I've been on the road doing comedy for ten years now, so bear with me while I plaster on a fake smile and plough through this shit one more time.

See we just had a misunderstanding. I thought we lived in the U.S. of A., the United States of America. But actually we live in the U.S. of A., the United States of Advertising. Freedom of expression is guaranteed? If you've got the money!

Go back to bed, America, your government has figured out how it all transpired. Go back to bed America, your government is in control. Here, here's American Gladiators. Watch this, shut up, go back to bed America, here is American Gladiators, here is 56 channels of it! Watch these pituitary retards bang their fucking skulls together and congratulate you on the living in the land of freedom. Here you go America - you are free to do what well tell you! You are free to do what we tell you!

People say "Iraq had the fourth largest army in the world". Yeah, maybe, but you know what, after the first 3 largest armies, there's a REAL big fucking drop-off. The Hare Krishnas are the 5th largest army in the world, and they've already got all our airports.

That's an act, that's a frying pan, that's a stove, you're an alcoholic! Dude, I'm tripping right now, and I still see that that's a fucking egg, alright? I see the UFO's around it, but that's a goddamn egg in the middle. There's a hobbit eating it, but goddammit that hobbit's eating a fucking egg! He's on a unicorn. But, no, th-th-th-that's a fucking egg. How dare you have a wino tell me not to do drugs!

We gotta come to some new ideas about life folks ok? I'm not being blase about abortion, it might be a real issue, it might not, doesn't matter to me. What matters is that if you believe in the sanctity of life then you believe it for life of all ages. That's what I hate about this child-worship syndrome going on. "Save the children! They're killing children! How many children were at Waco? They're killing children!" What does that mean? They reach a certain age and they're off your fucking love-list? Fuck your children, if that's the way you think then fuck you too. You either love all people of all ages or you shut the fuck up.

This is it, folks. This is the idea which has kept me virtually unknown for the past 16 years. I have watched my crowds dwindle. I am going nowhere, and nowhere quick, but, those of you who have children, I am sorry to tell you this, but they are not special. Wait! I know some of you are going "what, what?" Let me just clarify: I know YOU think they're special ... ha ha ha! I'm aware of that. I'm just here to tell you, that they're NOT! Ha ha ha ha! Sorry. Did you know that every time a guy comes he comes two-hundred million sperm? One out of TWO-HUNDRED MILLION – that load, we're only talking about one load – connected: gee, what are the fucking odds? Do you know what that means? I've wiped nations off've my chest with a grey gymsock. ENTIRE CIVILISATIONS HAVE FLAKED AND CRUSTED IN THE HAIR AROUND MY NAVEL! [...] I've tossed universes in my underpants while napping. Boom! A Milkyway shoots into my jockeyshorts: "Unngh ... what's for fucking breakfast?!"

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So I'm over there in England, you know, trying to get news about the riots... and all these Brit people are trying to sympathize with me... 'Oh Bill, crime is horrible. Bill, if it's any consolation crime is horrible here, too.' ...Shutup. This is Hobbitown and I am Bilbo Hicks, Okay? This is a land of fairies and elves. You do not have crime like we have crime, but I appreciate you trying to be, you know, Diplomatic. You gotta see English crime. It's hilarious, you don't know if you're reading the front page or the comic section over there. I swear to God. I read an article front page of the paper one day, in England, 'Yesterday, some Hooligans knocked over a dustbin in Shafsbry.' ...Wooooo. 'The hooligans are loose! The hooligans are loose! ...What if they become roughians? I would hate to be a dustbin in Shafsbry tonight. (to the tune of "Behind Blue Eyes" by The Who) No one knows what it's like... to be a dustbin... in Shafsbry... with hooligans...' What the HELL are you talkin' about? Hooligans? Roughians? Speak English! It's Crypt, Blood. I mean, I'm sure it's a serious thing, Hooligans, but it just sounds stupid, doesn't it? I picture a bunch of pale guys with pennyloafers and no socks. (to a tune) 'We're the hooligans!' (Sound of knocking dustbin over) 'Come here, you fuckers, come here.' 'Nope! Got-to catch us! If you corner me I might become a scalliwag!' ...It doesn't sound scary at all, does it? They have proper crime there. I'd love to put the hooligans up against the Bloods in LA... that would be a short gang battle. (To a tune, again) 'We're the hooligans!' (sound of dustbin knocking over)-- (boom boom boom *gunshots*). '...huh? Hoola-somethin', I didn't catch it all. Mothafucka danced up to me and patted me on the head. Pale mothafucka, look at that thing.' It wouldn't be a long gang battle. I'm bettin' on the Bloods.

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Så jag är där i England och försöker få nyheter om upploppen... och alla de här brittiska människorna försöker sympatisera med mig... 'Åh Bill, brottslighet är fruktansvärd. Bill, om det är någon tröst så är brottsligheten fruktansvärd här också.' ...Håll käften. Det här är Hobbitstaden och jag är Bilbo Hicks, okej? Det här är ett land av älvor och alver. Ni har inte brottslighet som vi har, men jag uppskattar att ni försöker vara diplomatiska. Du måste se den engelska brottsligheten. Den är rolig, man vet inte om man läser förstasidan eller seriestrippen där borta. Jag svär vid Gud. Jag läste en artikel på förstasidan i tidningen en dag, i England: 'Igår sparkade några huliganer över ett sophink i Shafsbry.' ...Wooooo. 'Huliganerna är lösa! Huliganerna är lösa! Vad om de blir ruffianer? Jag skulle hata att vara en sophink i Shafsbry ikväll.' (till melodin av "Behind Blue Eyes" av The Who) Ingen vet hur det känns... att vara en sophink... i Shafsbry... med huliganer...' Vad fan pratar ni om? Huliganer? Ruffianer? Talar engelska! Det är kryptiskt, blod. Jag menar, jag är säker på att det är ett allvarligt problem, huliganer, men det låter bara dumt, eller hur? Jag tänker mig en massa bleka killar med pennyloafers och utan strumpor. (till en melodi) 'Vi är huliganerna!' (Ljudet av att sparka över en sophink) 'Kom hit, ni jävlar, kom hit.' 'Nope! Måste fånga oss! Om du krymp ihop mig kanske jag blir en skurk!' ...Det låter inte läskigt alls, eller hur? De har riktig brottslighet där. Jag skulle älska att sätta huliganerna mot Bloods i LA... det skulle vara ett kort gängkrig. (Till en melodi igen) 'Vi är huliganerna!' (ljudet av sophink som sparkas över)-- (boom boom boom *skott*). '...huh? Hula-något, jag fångade inte allt. Mothafucka dansade fram till mig och klappade mig på huvudet. Blek mothafucka, titta på den där saken.' Det skulle inte vara ett långt gängkrig. Jag satsar på Bloods.

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