Slammed Quotes

"Once (Mick Jagger) came straight off stage to the hotel where I was waiting and he was absolutely terrifying. He was like somebody possessed. I don`t think he even knew who I was. He still had his make-up on and there was a froth of spittle around his mouth and his eyes were violent and he was making grunting sounds. He didn`t say a word; just those god-awful grunts. He picked me up and slammed me against the wall. Several times. Afterwards, I don`t think he even remembered it.

I was driving through Los Angeles and I look up and see the biggest photo of me I have ever seen in my life on a massive ad space. I screamed and slammed on the brakes. I couldn`t believe it. It`s very strange to see my cleavage the size of a brontosaurus. My breasts were huge. I had long hair and my goodness, I couldn`t get past the cleavage.

(On motorcycling in India) I almost died. I jammed on the brakes, skidded and nearly slammed into it. I was laughing, thinking `This is the way I`ll be remembered: rear-ending a cow`.

In the years since I worked with John Hughes, there were many years where I literally had hundred of doors slammed in my face because I wasn`t that kid anymore, and I wasn`t a character actor, and I wasn`t a leading man, and I wasn`t whatever Hollywood was looking for.

It was like a classic thing with Emma. So I walked in and I slammed the door and everything fell off the wall on the set. It was my second or third scene and I was so embarrassed and scared and so nervous about what everyone would say, but everyone just packed up laughing.

I go out there and get my eyes gouged, my nose busted, my body slammed. I love the pain of the game.

I had doors slammed in my face as a 14-year-old because my boobs were too big. on the perils of being a curvaceous Christian pop star

There`s the jiggle factor in Hollywood. Once I was at an audition and they told me, `You must show your breasts!` and I was like, get outta town. I just laughed and slammed the door on my way out.

(re: The American Motion Pictures Association`s rating for Freddy Got Fingered (2001)): "They slammed us with an NC-17 rating. That`s like, Porn - with Murder".

(on tap dancer Eleanor Powell) Eleanor was an out-and-out dancer. She danced like a man. She slammed the floor and did it great and that`s fine and suddenly she`s on her toes in the ballet sequence -- it did look kinda funny.

Once, (Mick Jagger) came straight off stage to the hotel where I was waiting and he was absolutely terrifying. He was like somebody possessed. I don`t think he even knew who I was. He still had his make-up on and there was a froth of spittle around his mouth and his eyes were violent and he was making grunting sounds. He didn`t say a word; just those god-awful grunts. He picked me up and slammed me against the wall. Several times. Afterwards, I don`t think he even remembered it.

Out of the total of 11 movies, I got slammed.

(Describing the first time he met Groucho Marx) I had just gotten off the plane from New York City, and I had hair down to my shoulders and a beard. I took a cab up to his house in Bel Air, and the minute my fist connected with the door, the door opened, and there stood Groucho. He looked at me, his mouth flew open, he gasped and he slammed the door in my face. Another guest, who knew Bud, opened the door and brought Bud in to introduce him to Groucho. Groucho said, "I`m sorry. I thought you were Charles Manson."

I took it personal. I got slammed quite a bit.

To pick up the paper and read about yourself getting slammed, that doesn`t start your day off right.

It slammed me so hard, it hurt my side.

The revised schedule for hearings and the change in format amount to a slap in the face to individual veterans as well as the groups that represent them in the public policy arena. Chairman Buyer has slammed the door in the face of America`s veterans.

To die is as if one`s eyes had been put out and one cannot see anything any more. Perhaps it is like being shut in a cellar. One is abandoned by all. They have slammed the door and are gone. One does not see anything and notices only the damp smell of putrefaction.

I`m slammed with an identity that can no longer say a word; mute with responsibility.

When I study the tracks of past hurricanes and study what we`re looking at now, one can only say that it`s by the grace of God that the Northeast hasn`t gotten slammed yet.

I got into an argument with a girlfriend inside of a tent. That`s a bad place for an argument, because then I tried to walk out and slammed the flap. How are you supposed to express your anger in this situation? Zipper it up really quick?