Sorry to piss in your cornflakes, but my mom's got asthma, so take your cigarettes outside.

Tiffany's salesman: This, I take it, was not purchased at Tiffany’s? Paul Varjak: No, actually it was purchased concurrent with, uh, well, actually, came inside of… well, a box of Cracker Jack.

Now listen, you little rug rat, I said threateningly, I'm going to wash your hair and that is it. Get it?

If you actually mean any of this, I can only file you beneath every moron, fuckwit, and addle-brained cousin humper I've ever run across on usenet