He’s STILL Awake. It’s 4:02pm

No blogging for Lena today! The little guy has decided to grace me with his presence non-stop. Sorry peeps :(

I hope you have an exceedingly wonderful weekend! Since I won’t have time to throw up anything original, here are my favourite lines from A Christmas Story:

Scut Farkus! What a rotten name! There he stood, between us and the alley. Scut Farkus staring out at us with his yellow eyes. He had yellow eyes! So, help me, God! Yellow eyes!
-Ralphie as Adult

Be sure to drink your Ovaltine. Ovaltine? A crummy commercial? Son of a bitch!
-Ralphie

Over the years I got to be quite a connoisseur of soap. Though my personal preference was for Lux, I found that Palmolive had a nice, piquant after-dinner flavor – heavy, but with a touch of mellow smoothness. Life Buoy, on the other hand… YECCHH!
-Ralphie as Adult

It was all over – I was dead. What would it be? The guillotine? Hanging? The chair? The rack? The Chinese water torture? Hmmph. Mere child’s play compared to what surely awaited me.
-Ralphie as Adult

Oh…fuuuudge… Only I didn’t say “Fudge.” I said THE word, the big one, the queen-mother of dirty words, the “F-dash-dash-dash” word!
-Ralphie as Adult

It ’twas… soap poisoning.
-Ralphie

Only one thing in the world could’ve dragged me away from the soft glow of electric sex gleaming in the window.
-Ralphie as Adult

I want a red rider 200 shot carbine action range model air rifle with a compass and this thing which tells time built right in the stock.
-Ralphie

In the heat of battle, my father wove a tapestry of obscenity that as far as we know, is still hanging in space over Lake Michigan.
-Ralphie as Adult

*EDIT*

Lil Lex reminded me of the classic tag-line of the movie:

You’ll shoot your eye out.
-Ralphie’s Mom, Miss Sheilds, Department Store Santa