Shame is an unhappy emotion invented by pietists in order to exploit the human race.
I'm not a dishwasher anymore. But I'm still from Sangamon Street.
Look, there's nothing wrong with people being happy, but there's more to life than turning on and screwing to Ravel's Bolero.
Don't just stand there, idiot. Call a doctor, and then help me find a nose.
Being thrown out of this place is significantly better than being thrown out of a leper colony.
If you still want to kill him, do me a favor and take him outside. Those are new sheets.