To be, or not to be: that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in
the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take
arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural
shocks That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd.
To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub; bitch.
Git orf my land, bitch.
Shut that door, bitch.
Can you guess what it is yet, bitch.
You can't handle the truth, bitch.
Cook, cook, cook, cookability, that's the beauty of gas, bitch.
You can't get quicker than a Kwik Fit Cuban, bitch
It's too cold to snow, bitch.
Make cigars not war, bitch.
Don't ask what Cuba can do for you, but how you can overthrow the repressive regime of Cuba, bitch.
Have you got change for $5, bitch.
Sweep yer chimney? Only two shillings, bitch.
Aaah, I love the smell of cigars in the morning, bitch.
10p for a cup o' tea, bitch.
Nobody expects the Cuban inquisition, bitch.
I shall say zis only once, bitch.
Aaah, but Senor Castro with Ferrero Roche you are truly spoiling us, bitch.
Eccelente, bitch.
A guerilla war a day keeps the doctor away, bitch.
A communist isn't just for Christmas, bitch.
For those fast flowing flesh wounds, I use Always Ultra, bitch.
Hi! I'm Che Guevara, you may have seen me in such revolutionary countries as Cuba, Boliva and Panama, bitch.
I'm the King of the world, bitch.
There's no place like home, bitch.
There's two kinds of Cubans. Those with beards, and those without. Personally I prefer those with, bitch.
Happiness is a cigar called a Cuban, bitch.
Play it again, bitch.
Frankly my dear I don't give a, bitch.
Et tu, bitch.
No, perdóname.
Si tú no vives,
si
tú, querida, amor mío,
si tú
te has muerto,
todas las hojas caerán en mi pecho,
lloverá sobre mi alma noche y día,
la nieve quemará mi corazón,
andaré con frío y fuego y muerte y nieve,
mis pies querrán marchar hacia donde tú duermes,
pero seguiré vivo,
porque tú me quisiste sobre todas las cosas
indomable,
y, amor, porque tú sabes que soy no sólo un hombre
sino todos los hombres, bitch.
Remember - Play it safe and you'll always be SAFE!, bitch.
Now for something completely different, bitch.
Revolutionary war is an antitoxin which not only eliminates the enemy's poison but also purges us of our own filth, bitch.
THIS IS THE PAGE WHERE EACH DAY CHE GUEVARA VENTS HIS SPLEEN AND OFFERS ADVICE TO THE WORLD, IN HIS OWN WITTY AND LYRICAL WAY. AND BEFORE WE GET ANY FEMINIST CRAP ABOUT THE BITCH THING, BITCH WAS THE NAME OF CHE'S PET TORTOISE, WITH WHOM HE SPENT MANY A HAPPY HOUR PHILOSOPHISING.
