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Quotes of the Year

Alright, here they are, with my favourite left until last:

“The Committee found that both players had been drunk in public, behaved anti-socially and inappropriately handled quokkas.” – Rugby WA misconduct committee finds two Western Force players guilty of breaching team protocol on Rottnest Island.

"I personally believe that U.S. Americans are unable to do so because, um, some people out there in our nation don't have maps and, uh, I believe that our, uh, education like such as, uh, South Africa and, uh, the Iraq and everywhere like such as, and I believe that they should, uh, our education over here in the U.S. should help the U.S., uh, should help South Africa and should help Iraq and the Asian countries, so we will be able to build up our future." – Miss Teen South Carolina, Lauren Caitlin Upton, after being asked why one-fifth of Americans cannot locate the US on a world map.

"It had to do with Cuba and missiles, I'm pretty sure." – White House Press Secretary Dana Perino, admitting she had never heard of the Cuban Missile Crisis.

"I mean think about it, Rudy Giuliani, there's only three things he mentions in a sentence: a noun and a verb and 9/11 and I mean, there's nothing else." – Sen. Joe Biden, during the MSNBC Democratic presidential debate.

“You have a long handle with a small net. You obtain your ball through the net and then you push it into the neck of the rifle. That’s all I know about cricket.” – APEC visitor Peggy Chang, Washington correspondent for the Chinese edition of Voice of America, comes to grips with Australia’s national game.

"In Iran, we don't have homosexuals, like in your country." – Iranian President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, while speaking at Columbia University.

"Don't tase me, bro!" – University of Florida student Andrew Meyer, to police officers just before being tasered for resisting arrest after asking too many annoying questions. Google it. It’s funny.

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