When Noxeema asks 'Why do I feel like I'm in the Tournament of Roses Parade?'
I didn’t ask to come on this trip, did I? No, I don't think so! Did I ask for you to be making me over, jump through all kinds of hoops like some kind of circus poodle? No, I don't think so! And do I want to go to jail because of some cop killer? No, I don't think so! So as soon as we get to the next town, I'm jumping on the first man and I'm riding him all the way to New York City and away from you two puckered up stuck up putas because this trip sucks! It sucks!
Vida, you know, you're not a queen because you rule people, or you sit on a throne, baby. You're a queen because you couldn't cut it as a man so you had to put on a dress, that's why.
I love rough necks; tell me, if I was your bread would you be my butter?
Uptight cellulite dinosaur fossil face white honky cracker witch!
Lord grant me the serenity to accept that I'm just a boy in a dress and the courage to change with the fashions and the wisdom to know the difference.
I'm the Latina Marilyn Monroe. I've got more legs than a bucket of chicken!
Get in the car, perras, I got us a ride to "Spidersville"...
When a straight man puts on a dress and gets his sexual kicks, he is a transvestite. When a man is a woman trapped in a man's body and has a little operation, he is a transsexual. When a gay man has WAY too much fashion sense for one gender, he is a drag queen. And when a tired little Latin boy puts on a dress, he is simply a boy in a dress!
Check yourself, Loretta, before you wreck yourself!
If you want to let them know that there is steak for dinner, you got to let them hear it sizzle!