[Mikey]

What does this thread remind me of? Oh wait, I know.

Banky: Well, you're in love. And you've both got your own monkey. What more could two guys from New Jersey want?
Jay: Well, to have all these f**ks stop talking s**t about us on the Internet.
Banky: What've I been telling you? There's nothing you can do about it. Unless you show up at all their houses and beat the s**t out of them.

Jay: [on message board] All you motherf**kers are gonna pay. You are the ones who are the ball-lickers. We're gonna f**k your mothers while you watch and cry like little bitches. Once we get to Hollywood and find those Miramax f**ks who are making that movie, we're gonna make 'em eat our s**t, then s**t out our s**t, then eat their s**t which is made up of our s**t that we made 'em eat. Then you're all you motherf**ks are next. Love, Jay and Silent Bob.