someone's gonna make a dirty joke about this

°• ○● ———— WEST SIDE STORY SENTENCE STARTERS.

’ Play it cool boy/girl, real cool. ’
’ I’m gonna make nice with him/her! I’m only gonna challenge him/her! ’
’ Why don’t you pack up your gear and clear out of here? ’
’ Well end your suffering little man/girl. ’
’ I already told the gang you’d be there. ’
’ If you don’t show I’ll be marked lousy. ’
’ Maybe what you’ve been waitin’ on will be twitchin at the dance tonight. ’
’ Who knows? Could be… Who knows? ’
’ Boy, am I a victim of disappointment in you. ’
’ What am I, cut glass? ’
’ Four-and-a-half years I live wit’ a buddy an’ his family. ’
’ Why dontcha just pack up ya gear an’ move out? ’
’ Boy, I’m a victim of disappointment in you. ’
’ Buenas noches? So that’s why you made it a fair fight… ’
’ I’m gonna see her tomorrow an’ I can’t wait! ’
’ What have you been taking tonight? ’
’ You heard - it’s gonna be a fair fight! ’
’ And that’s going to cure something? ’
’ From here on in, everythin’s gonna be all right! I got a feelin’! ’
’ A trip to the moon! And I’ll tell ya a secret. ’
’ No. I’m frightened enough for the both of us. ’
’ When you’re a Jet, you’re a Jet all the way! ’
’ You want me to be an American, don’t you? ’
’ Well now I can kill, too, because now I have hate! ’
’ I feel pretty, oh so pretty! I feel pretty, and witty, and gay! ’
’ What are we doin’, poopin’ around with dumb broads for? ’
’ Come in, come in! We won’t bite you until we know you better. ’
’ I ain’t never gonna get married. Too noisy. ’
’ You ain’t never gonna get married. Too ugly. ’
’ Down goes a teenage hoodlum. ’
’ Everyone there will give big cheers! ’
’ Everyone there will have moved here! ’
’ The first thing we do is we start showin’ around like we have nothin’ to hide… ’
’ Supposin’ they ask us about the rumble? ’
’ Didn’t you just see me, I was smash, I’m a killer, I wanna fight! ’
’ How else’s she gonna get a guy to touch her? ’
’ You dirty rat! ’
’ My hands are cold. ’
’ Or that we’ve met before? ’
’ You’re not thinking I’m someone else? ’
’ I knew something never before was going to happen, had to happen. ’
’ It’s so much to believe. You’re not making a joke? ’
’ I have not yet learned how to joke that way. I think now I never will. ’
’ Hey… you gotta handkerchief first? ’
’ What’s wrong with your sleeve? ’
’ You came with your mouth open! ’
’ When do you kids stop? You make this world lousy! ’
’ Would you mind translating that into Spanish? ’
’ Boy oh boy! As if this neighborhood wasn’t crummy enough! ’
’ Are there any questions? ’
’ I’ve had all the roughhouse I’m gonna put up with around here!  ’
’ You wanna kill each other, kill each other! ’
’ Yeah, you. Didn’t ya hear me? ’
’ You little wise apple! You want me to run you in? ’
’ Juvenile delinquency is purely a social disease. ’
’ What are you doin’ nothin’ here for? Come on. ’
’ Did you get a look at their faces? ’
’ We gotta show them who’s on top! The Jets! ’
’ What’s the matter; you scared? ’
’ Don’t start up on me, or I’ll punch in your stupid… ’
’ You’ll do what? Huh? ’
’ Well… who’re you callin’ scared? ’
’ Fighting over a little piece of street is so important? ’
’ Who’re you callin’ a hoodlum? ’
’ You was never my age, none of ya!  ’
’ I’ll dig you an early grave, that’s what I’ll dig. ’
’ Someone gets in our way, someone don’t feel so well. ’
’ So what if you do turn this whole town into a stinkin’ pig sty? ’
’ What I mean is… Clear out, you! I said, clear out! ’
’ What do you got? Things are tough all over. Beat it. ’
’ Wake up! Is this the only way to get to you? Fight like all you kids do? ’
’ Hey, I’ve got a social disease! ’
’ Why do you kids live like there’s a war on? ’
’ Could a real zip gun make you do like that? ’
’ You don’t know what a zip gun would do? Man, you better wear diapers. ’
’ Listen jailbait, I licked you twice and I can do it again! ’