You know, I'm just the best there is. I wake up every morning and I piss excellence.
Ricky Bobby
Help me, Jesus! Help me, Jewish God! Help me, Allah! Aah! Help me, Tom Cruise! Tom Cruise, use your witchcraft on me to get the fire off of me!
Ricky Bobby
Help me, Oprah Winfrey!
Ricky Bobby
Hi, I'm Ricky Bobby. Christmas is just around the corner, and what better gift to give a loved one than the Jack Hawk 9000? Available at Wal-Mart!
Ricky Bobby
I sent in my application to The Real World, so I'm hoping to hear back from that. I'm putting a lot of my eggs into that basket, the MTV basket. I'm also thinking about getting a gun, and dealing crack. Being a crack dealer. Not, like, a mean crack dealer, but like... like a nice one. Kinda friendly, like, "Hey, what's up guys? You want some crack?". I'm just waiting on those two things to just kinda flesh themselves out.
Ricky Bobby
Hello Professor Dickweed.
Ricky Bobby
Dear Lord Baby Jesus, or as our brothers to the south call you JÈsusÖwe thank you so much for this bountiful harvest of DominoÃs, KFC, and the always delicious Taco Bell. I just want to take time to say thank you for my family, My two beautiful, beautiful, handsome, striking sons, Walker, and Texas Ranger, or T.R., as we call him. And of course my red hot smokinà wife, Carley, who is a stone cold fox, who if you would rate her ass on 100 it would easily be a 94. I also want to thank you for my best friend and teammate, Cal Naughton Jr, WhoÃs got my back no matter what
Ricky Bobby
Dear Lord Baby Jesus, we also like to thank you for my wifeÃs father Chip, we hope that you can use your baby Jesus powers to heal him and his horrible leg. It smells terrible and the dogs are always bothering with it.
Ricky Bobby
Dear Tiny, Infant, Jesus...
Ricky Bobby
Look, I like the Christmas Jesus best, and I'm sayin' grace. When you say grace, you can say it to Grownup Jesus or Teenage Jesus or Bearded Jesus or whoever you want.
Ricky Bobby
Dear Tiny Jesus, in your golden fleece diapers with your tiny, little fat balled up fists
Ricky Bobby
Look, I like the baby version the best, you hear me? I win the races and I get the money
Ricky Bobby
Dear Eight Pound, Six Ounce, Newborn Baby Jesus, donÃt even know a word yet, just a little infant, so cuddly, but still omnipotent. WeÃd just like to thank you for all the races IÃve won and the $21.2 million, LOVE THAT MONEY! That I have accrued over this past season. Also due to a binding endorsement contract that stipulates I mention PowerAde at each grace, I just wanna say that PowerAde is delicious and it cools you off on a hot summer day and we look forward to PowerAdeÃs release of mystic mountain blueberry. Thank you, for all your power and your grace, Dear Baby God, Amen
Ricky Bobby
Dear Lord Baby Jesus, lying there in your...your little ghost manger, lookin' at your Baby Einstein developmental...videos, learnin' 'bout shapes and colors...
Ricky Bobby
Hang on, Baby Jesus, this is gon' get bumpy!
Ricky Bobby