Letterkenny Sayings in 2025

F*ck you Jonesy! Your mom just liked my Instagram post from 2 years ago in Puerto Vallarta. Tell her I’ll put my swim trunks on for her any time she likes.

Oh yeah? What’s gonna happen, Shoresy? 3 things: I hit you, you hit the pavement, and I jerk off on your driver’s side door handle.

I am sure you have a handful names for your own horn, don’t you bud?

I wish all were not so strange in the world.

Fer fucks sake fuckin’ sort yourselves out!

You naturally care for companionship, but I guess there are a lot worse things than playing a little one-man couch hockey in the dark.

You’re pretty good at wrestlin’ there, Katy, and that’s what I appreciates about you.

You’d best be preparin’ for a Donny Brook if you think I’m going to that super soft birthday party of yours.

Closest you’re gettin’ to any action this weekend is givin’ the dairy cow’s teets a good scrubbin’.

Oh, c’mon, where’s your jam, bud?

I suppose… If ya really wanted to get to the bottom of it… We could find someone.. Someone who farms Ostriches. Who might know… How they get f***ed… I don’t think we need to invite them though.

He’d better not be putting the flow in one of those man buns. That’s just looking for a Donny Brook.

Fuck your all, your lives are so sad I get a charity tax break just for hanging out with you.

Pitter-patter, let’s get at ‘er.

Bar down, Bardownski.

We only got one shot at this. One chance. One win. You know? Vomit on your mom’s spaghetti, or whatever that talking singer says.

Your sister’s hot, Wayne! There I said it! I said it! I regret nothing! I regret nothing!

Well, there’s nothing better than a fart except kids falling off bikes, maybe. Fuck I could watch kids fall off bikes all day, I don’t give a fuck about your kids.