Vicki: Upside your head, mother. Vvvvvv.
Vicki: You’re like, “I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you, I was busy feelin’ the groove.”
Val: A bird can fly but a fly can’t bird.
Vicki: Don’t have sex with the door!
Vicki: PIED DE FROMAGE!!!
Danny: Oow! My… peepee!
Danny: Anal phlegmage.
Danny: I’ve got picks in my ass…
Vicki: I was like, I don’t like that sheet there because you can’t see what’s coming, you should put a door there.
Danny: (in a Darth Vader voice) Sally, I am your boyfriend.
Vicki: Don’t say ‘weiner’ and ‘please’ in the same sentence.
Danny: We’ll call it Roberto’s Assassins or something.
Vicki: That's a dog! Look at his little dog teeth and his little dog ears and his little dog horn.
Vicki: The tortelini faeries came to visit me! ^_^ *runs off to the kitchen*
Bobert: I want bags of knives for Halloween.
Vicki: I can't believe I'm letting you eat treats on my suitcase...
Vicki: I shink he'sh challenshed sho I buy shtuff from him.
Justin: I wish I had an interweb box.
Val: Moi je vas faire peur a mes enfants. "NON DONNES PAS A MANGER AU CHIEN IL VA MANGER TA MAIN. NON VAS PAS DANS LA RUE TU VAS TE FAIRE TAPPER PAR UN AUTOBUS. NON TOUCHE PAS CA TU VAS ETRE AVEUGLE. NON MANGE PAS MES BISCUITS TU VAS VOMIR"
Translated...
I'm going to scare my kids. "NO DON'T FEED THE DOG HE'LL EAT YOUR HAND. NO DON'T GO IN THE STREET YOU'LL GET HIT BY A BUS. NO DON'T TOUCH THAT YOU'LL GO BLIND. NO DON'T EAT MY COOKIES YOU'LL VOMIT"
Bobert: Okj. J stands for Jenius.
Vicki: THANKS FOR CALLING CARMEN AND VICKI'S HOUSE OF PAIN! HOW MAY WE HURT YOU?
Carmen: Why do all ... like ... fat and ugly people think they look good...?
Justin: Because all us skinny people tell them they do so they'll feel better.
Carmen: I don't like it when little girls do that. *I* didn't do that.
Justin: I didn't either. Well I'm not a little girl...
Justin: I'm going to dye my hair again today.
Carmen: Really?
Justin: Yeah... the roots are showing.
Carmen: I can't tell.
Justin: That's because my hair is high.
Carmen: *accidentally eats hair* X_x
Bobert: *pulls hair out of mouth* Quit it, people are startin' to stare.
Bobert: "Mom stop yelling I'm trying to make an internet movie"
"Here's my TV"
"YELLYELLYELL"
"Mom, c'mon! Anyway, here's my Xbox games-"
"YELLYELLYELL"
"And that was my room. Hope you enjoyed it! Too bad I don't know how to edit this stuff. Oh well."
Bobert: "Hey, cashier, I've slept with two chicks at the same time."
"..I said paper or plastic."
"Nah, dude, I don't wear those."
"....paper it is."
Bobert: Dog slippers = no
Carmen: I got a package from Jayme. It's at my parents' house. ^_^
Bobert: Ooooo ;) Package. You got a 'package'. Gross. I still think yer neat though.
Val (upon hearing that Marilyn Manson might have played Willy Wonka in the new movie): Marilyn Manson: "Helllloooo, chillldrenn. PARTY PARTY SEX SEX DRUGS DRUGS BABBLE BABBLE"
Carmen: Okay, that's enough rocking out for me. *sits down*
Bobert: lol Awesome. Now it's time for ladies and overdoses. Or in yer case, anime guys.
Carmen: *blush* Uh huh.
Bobert: ;) You know you like it. Big googly eyes and illogical hair cuts. Can't get enough of those anorexic crackers.
Carmen: *blushblush* ...it's true.
Carmen: But now you have copious amounts.
Vicki: Don't say copious. It reminds me of dick sauce.
Carmen: Man. Games of word association must be fun with you.
Ben: AAAAH SHEIZER ARADAZIGADAZA!!!
Josh: Go go Gadget transfer.
Vicki: One of those kosher fruit snacks.
April: What am I, the bitch?
Vicki: Aradagizabada!
Carmen: Ararararara. We're special.
Vicki: In an olympic kind of way.
Vicki: Awrfawrfawrfawf. I'm an ape.
Vicki: Give us money we are whorezzzezzzzzzzz.
Vicki: Would it be so gross if humans, instead of cats, did that? Had diarrhea all over the house?
Carmen: MOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
Carmen: A Terry Fox swim? Well that's kind of mean-spirited.
Vicki's proverb: It doesn't matter how clean you are, there's always shit in your asshole.
Vicki: Hello Klitty.
Vicki: I have a flappy anus!
Vicki: Band-Aid in a pool... Marco! ...Polio!
Der: Try not to rip the tarp.
Vicki: We'll ask Willy Wonka what would be better.
Justin: You were all like "I hate emu kids"! ...I mean emo.
Josh: I don't do laundry. I just have a thing of Febreeze.
Josh: Kluxen. Like a chicken. A racist chicken. Ku Kluxen Klan.
Josh: Lacebark. Makes no sense. Like Gravelsilk.
Nathan: Where'd my good bullet go? Baby, did you shove it up your ass?
Carmen: Siegfried and Roy.
Val: Fabio and Roy. AKA moi pis lui.
Nathan: I eat everything.
Nathan: I make pizzas. 0_O
Nathan: IM IN UR BOOKS. LEARNIN U WRONG.
Nathan: It looks like I'm wearing a tiara.
Nathan: What does your boob smell like?
Carmen: Baby can I have a party heart connection?
Carmen: Baby you wanna getta have a con... confrontation?
Vicki: Let's make a wish shit.
Vicki: Whooooa look at the graphics in Mario's moustache!
Carmen: This cherry pie tastes like bubble gum. It's strawberry-rhubarb pie.
Carmen: Rhubarb is koolard. That doesn't even rhyme.
Carmen: I'm drooling profusely.
Carmen: He suayskaisays... he stutters.
Carmen: Whoa. I'm getting vertigo or something.
Carmen: I gotta hide this. *leaves with pie*
Carmen: Don't draw on your ass.
Carmen: Sounds like I got Kermit in my voice. *falls*