Sis: His name is...
Carmen: Who? What? Chicky chicky Slim Shady!
Sis: What?! Chicklets?!
Carmen: Mmmmmmmmmmmmm Chicklers... er... chicklets. O_o
Sis: O_o
Alissa: Holy boobs, Batman!
Bobert: Anime is weird... sometimes it looks so much better than any other form of cartoon out there, but then... it looks like that.
Louise: In the suberbs.
Carmen, Mel and English teacher Scott's rap: Yo yo yo, his name is Poe! You don't dare go, to the Amontillado!
Bobert: We're the perfect sea gull killing team.
Bobert's song: Sometimes I like to pee in the road... .......what
Jen: AH! TARP MONSTER!!
Alissa: If I died and had to be reincarnated as a shoe I would pick the shoes I bought.
Jen: ASSCOOKIES!
Carmen: Guess what I'm eating. ;)
Mel: What?
Carmen: Pop-Tarts! ^_^
Mel: Oh... cool...
Carmen: Yup!
Mel: Now I want Pop-Tarts.
Carmen: I'll give you one of mine!
Mel: Okay. E-mail it to me.
April: *mumble*
Carmen: O_o ... monkey pincher?!
April: Yeah. Monkey pincher. Because that's something I would say.
April: It smelled like... crusty peanuts!
April: It's like someone's trying to kill me in my sleep...
Carmen: Only you're not sleeping!
April: Only no one's trying to kill me...
April: Shit happens and then someone has to eat it.
April: Homosensations...
Carmen: Give me a last name! A cool one!
Shini: Uh... Inkie Cool.
Jayme: She assfingers! < new Ricky Marde song
Carmen: Raining...
April: Pouring... snoring...
Mel: 826-1111. Kiel? Damn. 826-1112. Kiel? Damn. 826-1113...
April: Is this the Won Ton whore house?
April: There might be some crusty crack underwear in there...
Bobert: It feels nice, cool, and refreshing.
Jayme: *hands you ass warming device*
Jen: *steals your crack* You don't need this!
Jayme: *shits himself and walks out the door* < burglar
"I win. *smile*" < me
Mom: Henri pisse sa gang... o.O;;;;;;;;
Carmen: *musical notes* Sometimes, the ass...
Jayme: *musical notes* Makes stinky clouds of the gas...
Carmen: This is like... a hat.
Edith: No, like an arm thing. A sleeve.
Carmen: It's a cape! SUPER NUDIST!
Jen: Boogielicious!
Jen: Fuck them with rocks!!!
Bobert: Draco is close enough to Dracula, and I know him.
Carmen: But in a swimming pool, ah, you're safe.
Alissa: Except from urine.
Jen: I can almost taste the gay men.
April: That's what they wanted you to believe, and then you DID believe, and ----
April: *weird voice* If you are what you eat...*end weird voice* And there's a really nice green one with a yellow frame and sunflowers...
April: Who do you think I am, Jesus or something?
April: The boats are all connected so if one person crashes, we all crashes.
April: I'm eating a tubsky...!
April: What are you going to feed it? Cat nibblers? Or dog crunchies?
April: Yo yo yo listen up listen up!
April: *Jamaican accent* I'm gonna call it the beepy phone.
April: Everyone brings like a bookbag full of meat.
A George Foreman grill they can plug into a tree...
All you do is drink beer and eat meat.
April: My boyfriend Remoto Alberto...
April: Meatloaf, yo yo yo.
April: Mooeoeoewowowooo!
April: OOOH! WAL-MART! We're in a totally different ballpark now!
Me: "Jesus isn't my friend! He's my enemy!"
April: "Eew..."
Apri: Trailin' the campground corners...
Candace (talking about McDonald's): No more... no more Crappy McCrap!
Carmen: What is it?
Candace: I don't know what that is, but it sure is brown!
Carmen & Candace's excuse for everything: Well, we were young.
Bobert: I'M GONNA FUCKING SUE YOUR CAT FOR ALL IT'S WORTH, GOD DAMN DOLLAR STORE!!!!!
Candace: (like the Ricola commercial) Priiiiickolaaaaa~!
Alissa: I haven't been confused in a while. I think I am due.
Jen (looking at Trowa pic): I would rape that.
Candace: I have a muffin and it's supposed to be filled with appely goodness! Instead I get dry muffiny not-so-goodness!
Alissa: *kiss kiss fart*
Candace: We shall communicate in a series of grunts.
Bobert: I wanna be a vampire, not read.
Carmen: Lick dem beans!
Jayme: Lick em good!
Jayme: Dood, that's cool. It's like... hamster wings.
Jen: *walks through the mall* ... OH GOD YES!
Carmen: Rubber suit.
Jayme: lmao I read fast and thought you wrote rubber shit.
Beff: Weeh *colors*
Jen: *does Ben's crack (heh heh)*...
Beff: Gwarg! *shoots the morning*
Jen: Don't use J... it sucks. ... V sucks too.
Jen: It hurts like pain!