Week Three Lab

When some wild-eyed, eight-foot-tall maniac grabs your neck, taps the back of your favorite head up against the barroom wall, looks you crooked in the eye, and asks you if you paid your dues?

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you just stare that big sucker right back in the eye, and you remember what ol' Jack Burton always says at a time like that:

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"Have you paid your dues, Jack? Yes sir, the check is in the mail.

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Walter Sobchak: You mean … beyond pacifism

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The dude abides, the dude abides.

Lab One

Lab Two