It's only kinky the first time.
- Why do I hang out with you? Why? All I wanted was to have a regular beer, in a regular bar with my regular friends, in my regular city!
- Look, our forefathers died for the pursuit of happiness, okay. Not for the sit around and wait of happiness. Now if you want, you can go to the same bar, drink the same beer talk to the same people everyday—or you can lick the Liberty Bell! You can grab life by the crack and lick the crap out of it!
- If you want to go lick the Liberty Bell just go lick it yourself.
- No, it has to be the two of us.
- Why? Why do you need me?
- Because, you’re my best friend, alright? You don’t have to tell me I’m yours. But the way I see it, we’re a team. Without you, I’m just the dynamic uno. You know what, fine. If you wanna go home… then we’ll go home.

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- [...] and by God, we licked the Liberty Bell. And, you know what it tastes like?
- What?
- Freedom. No, actually, it tastes like pennies.
- My God. Did you guys really do that?
- [...] We really did. And that was when I realized why I hung out with Barney. I never got where I thought I wanted to go, but I always got a great story.

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