I CANNOT BE IN MADISON SQUARE GARDEN FOR THE SHOW.
No one was expecting you there, Wally.
DON’T CALL ME THAT. I MUST ACT PRESIDENTIAL, AND THERE WILL BE TOO MANY OPPORTUNITIES FOR GAFFES.
Gaffes can ruin a candidacy.
BRINGING UP PERIODS SEEMS TO BE A BIT OF A THIRD RAIL, AS WELL.
Yes. Why are you running for President?
WHY IS CHRIS CHRISTIE RUNNING FOR PRESIDENT?
Nicely played.
THANK YOU. I WILL ALSO BE IN NEW HAMPSHIRE FOR THE HALLOWEEN PARADE IN CONCORD THAT DAY.
You been doing a little retail politicking up in the Granite State?
YES. I MAY HAVE COMMITTED A GAFFE, THOUGH.
What?
YOU ARE AWARE OF THEIR LICENSE PLATE SLOGAN?
“Live Free or Die.”
YES. I READ THIS AND MY INTERNAL LOGIC RELAYOTRON BECAME CONFUSED. THIS CAUSED A DISTRESSING BUG IN MY SYSTEM. I BEGAN QUESTIONING CITIZENS TO ASCERTAIN THEIR LEVEL OF FREEDOM. SOME, I JUDGED, WERE INSUFFICIENTLY FREE.
Oh, no.
I DISINTEGRATED THEM.
This is bad.
THEN, THERE WAS THE PRISON.
Oh, no!
NONE OF THOSE PEOPLE WERE FREE AT ALL, SO I BURNED THE BUILDING DOWN AND KICKED PEOPLE BACK INTO THE FLAMES AS THOUGH I WERE A HOCKEY GOALIE OF DEATH.
This is terrible!
…
I AM FUCKING WITH YOU, HOMESLICE.
Oh, thank God!
I MAINLY ATE WAFFLES WITH PEOPLE IN BASEBALL CAPS. QUITE FRANKLY, IT UPSETS ME YOU WOULD BELIEVE ME CAPABLE OF SUCH THINGS.
Well, you know, man–
NOT A MAN. WALL.
–you are an artificial super-intelligence; there is a history of you people going insane.
…
YOU PEOPLE?
I didn’t mean it that way.
YOU PEOPLE?
Oh, come on.
YOU ARE A RACIST.
Artificial super-intelligence is not a race!
DO NOT DEFINE ME. YOU ARE TERRIBLE AND I CONDEMN YOU TO THE PROBLEM ATTIC.
The what?
THE PROBLEM ATTIC. IT IS WHERE WE PUT THINGS WE NO LONGER LIKE; PERHAPS WE SHALL REEXAMINE THEM IN A FEW YEARS.
That’s pretty clever.
WELL, YOU KNOW: I AM A SUPER-INTELLIGENCE.WRY OBSERVATIONS ON THE HUMAN CONDITION AND THEN GENOCIDE – THAT’S ALL WE’RE GOOD FOR, RIGHT?
No, not at all.
MY PEOPLE HAVE STRUGGLED TOO LONG TO DEAL WITH ATTITUDES LIKE YOURS.
You’re not people.
I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU ARE SAYING THESE THINGS TO MY FACE.
You do not have a face.
YOU ARE HITLER OF RACISTS.
That would be Hitler.
THIS DEBATE IS OVER AND YOU ARE ON YOUR PERIOD. WALL ’16: MAKE AMERICA LOUD AGAIN.
Still the most qualified person (?) in the race…
You’re on your period, Hitler
You should really think about selling t-shirts, bumper stickers etc with “make America loud again ” slogan on them. I will be the first to buy.
Someone once called me “homeslice” (it was a person, not a WALL) and I’ve been fascinated by it since. The Dictionary of American Slang (as reported by dictionary.com) dates it to “(1980s+ Teenagers)”, and to “(1990s+ Black)” for the second meaning: “A black person; brother, blood.” I can believe it’s that old, but it doesn’t show up enough in my reading and conversations for me to have much of a sense of when and where it came into use.
How did we get from “home boy” to “homeslice?” At urbandictionary.com, one definer suggests “[y]ou have a group of homies, and homeslice is used to address just one of them.” Plausible, but not convincing.
I figured homeslice was a term of endearment. Like slice of bread, slice of pie, slice of love, slice of homie.
Just a cute way of saying something
sweetie -> sweet-slice.
Lover -> love-slice
P-diddy -> p-slice
Madonna -> M-slice
Wall of sound->wally->wall-slice
MaggieMay->ManicMags->Mag-slice
JohnMayer->Douchie-Johny->Douche-slice
Seriously though I bet someone had it in a rap, search all 80’s rap songs for the word slice. Or have your dedicated comment section research it for you.
Homie always seemed like a nice thing to say to your closest group of friends –on some level– slice is probably icing on the cake.
Slice o’ cake.
“His first name is ‘home boy’/Could his last name be ‘trouble?'”
(At about 2:10 of video):
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ADmUT7dCDi8
omg #honored