Quoties XXIII

Andy: Gimme back mah baybeh food!

Andy: I thought her name was... ummm... Marmen.

Josh: Funny yet scary. Like a clown with a knife.

Nathan: You wait till my unicorn gets happy.

Bobert: Barfingly chilly.

Nathan: *farts*
Mom: HEY!
Nathan: *farts* :D
Mom: You do that ONE MORE TIME -
Nathan: *FARTS*

Bobert: Dudes in anime are typically all have scarecrow builds. ...lol. My grammar is FLAWLESS.

Devon: My memory... iz... broke.

Vicki: You're not the brightest tree in the branch.

Mom: The toilet is in there, don't shit in the sink.

Vicki: I was like, "Who's Ben Yark?"

Carmen: Where's the rafty-doodle-thinggie?
André: In the doodley-diddly-water doodle.

Vicki: Why do these M&Ms have the letter "E" on them?
Carmen: ...E is for Easter ^_^
(later, in better lighting) Carmen: ...it's a sideways "M".

Carmen: What if cats were as big as people?
Vicki: We'd get the shit kicked out of us. ...That's called a LION, stupid.

Nathan: You're like the frosting on a Toaster Strudel.

Carmen: Foot of tuna.
Vicki: Tunas don't have feet. You're stupid.

Carmen: No dood, flowers don't sweat.
Jen: Yes they do... when they're hot.

Nathan: Dog, you gotta stop fartin'.

Vicki: I dropped a belly button.

Vicki: He needs a girlfriend.

Carmen: Who are you talking to?
Nathan: I DON'T KNOW!

Nathan: Play "Feel Like fuckin' blah blah"!

Josh: I broke my grape!

Nathan: Let'th go look at thome handbagth.

Mam: I only drink in my closet.

Vicki: There better be a goddess inside that gorilla.

Andy: Carmen Salad.

Vicki: I'm just thrusting in your general direction.

Nathan: I like Joey. He likes food and he's dumb.

Nathan: My Delight Sabre.

Carmen, in a Southern accent: Mercy, all this burpin' is givin' me the vapours!

Vicki: *wipes liquid eyeliner off her fingernail* Ugh... I need a babysitter.

Carmen: How do I change my password?
Vicki: You have to sell them your soul first.
Carmen: They already have it...

Andy: A car full of tools... A toolbox on wheels.

Alissa: Mr. Cosby knows what's best.

Andy: Baby lala. Hey, I'm like French and stuff. There goes my IQ.

Nathan: Odour de ass.

Val: Burp squared.

Vicki: I hear words in my brain.

Vicki: We'll ask Willy Wonka which would be better.

Val: Eff you, LimeWire. Eff you and your mom.
Carmen, as LimeWire's mom: Well I never did anything to you.
Val: You made LimeWire be borned :E

Vicki: Those aren't pellets, those are rubber nubs.

Carmen: Holdin' the geetar.
Nathan: The geetar-zan.

Val: b00bz n' b4wlz

Vicki, screaming from in the bathroom: YESSS!
Carmen: O_o ... what?
Vicki: MAH PERIOD!!! Oontis! Oontis! Oontis!

Val: Tuxedo Marcus.

Vicki: Well maybe they have a Tuxedo Maaaaaaaaax!

Vicki: Ahahahahahaha it sounds like they're all dead! ...That was a lot more evil-sounding than intended.

Carmen: My birthday's comin' up. ^.^ In exactly six months.
Nathan: Yep.
Carmen: So what kind of cake are you gonna make me? ^.~
Nathan: Ummmmmmmmm penis.

Carmen, giving Vicki advice on how to open a Mason jar: Please use the hammer, dear.

Carmen: I farted big. :D

Nathan: Is this Barf Naked?

Nathan: How did I ruin your panties?

Val: *grooves osti*

Nathan: Smarten up, Baby, before I open a whup of can ass!

Nathan: *fart* Damn chair... ...the chair stinks, too.

Carmen: How dirty are your eyes?
Ryan: I don't want to tell you.

Josh: Fee Diddy.

Luke: Stuff happens... like... one time, I fell down the stairs.
Carmen: Oh, fuck! Did you survive?
Luke: No.

Nathan: I felt like my balls were touching my chest.

Nathan: Where's my bum?

Vicki: Piss fuck!

Nathan: Your bum IS my drum.

Nathan: I farted on myself.

Andy: I concur, therefore I am concurred with. <--- like a mother fuckin' poet.

Ryan: 9/11 has nothing on Snakes on a Plane.

Vicki: I farted medium.

Vicki: Rdhrdhdrh... but not Jackie Chan.

Vicki: I wanna watch anime but I can't read.

Bobert: Stop, you'll make the Nutty Bars explode again!

Carmen: Can I help you?
Random guy: Are you open?

Andy: Smile, you're being killed.

Vicki: :B Gerroff.

Josh: Attack of the Killer Yamatos.

Carmen: How hungry are you?
Vicki: Starving. Like... famine.

Sue: There's liking older men and there's liking old men.

Vicki: I donated it to the penisly impaired.

Vicki's own Digimon: Weineronastringmon.

Vicki, with a French accent: Le weiner.

Anthony: Maybe you should stop licking the cat's nose.

Vicki: Baby, how would you like to be hung like a Jeff?

Vicki: Aaah no I'm gonna shit!

Vicki: He was probably yelling. Err... lying.

Vicki: It's a gun, not a penis!

Vicki: HOMO MACHINE!!!

Vicki: Let me show you the Snape of my heaaart!

Vicki: EEEEEW BULGE.

Vicki: Happy birthday, Snape! Where the party at!?

Carmen: I think you're drunk.
Vicki: I think I am drunk too.

Vicki: Eew it sounds like old.

Vicki: HAHA EEW. SNAPE HAIRLESS FANTASIES.

Vicki: Her real name is Poopy Face McGee.

Vicki: Lucious Moofaloy!

Vicki: It's hard to say with those gays.

Vicki: Be my servant, Servius!

Vicki: You said asshole and I said semen.

Vicki: With that stupid Hershey Kiss nipple hat.

Vicki: NGR... not goin' rectal.

Vicki: *BURP!* Oh baby you're so fiiiiine...

Vicki: Don't be gay! And by gay I mean French.

Vicki: Were ya buttfucking?

Vicki: AZN NGR.

Vicki: What if some AZN NGRs read that?

Vicki: There's a lot of snot in there HELLO PIGGY!

Vicki: Lickin' the drumstick!

Vicki: That one was hard to come out because I had a partial wedgie.

Vicki: *FART* That's for liking Snape.

Vicki: The Exorsism of Emily Potter.

Vicki: You want to go in the house Snape is in. So you can rape him. And get good grades.

Vicki: It DOES smell like corn over here.

Vicki: I wanna spit on your tv rawrf!

Carmen: It isn't nice to laugh at retarded people.
Vicki: It doesn't matter.

Vicki: I STINK. EEW. I'M SORRY.

Carmen: WEEEEH I can see your shadow!
Vicki: See THIS, fucker! *SuFi*

Carmen: I'm not dirty!
Vicki: You touched my ham sandwich.

Vicki: I'll pickle your farm.

Vicki: Did you write "I'll penis your farm"? Ermit.

Vicki: SNAPE. LOVE ME. EVERY NIGHT. ALL NIGHT. SNAPE LOVE ME. I am Snape, the Potions Masta.

Bobert: Poop communication.

Carmen: I'd get you a "Canadian Chicks Rule" t-shirt if you wouldn't get attacked for wearing it.
Bobert: I want a "One Canadian Chick Rules and the Others Are Okay" t-shirt. :D

Vicki: La Franche Poupou!

Vicki: Are you naked? I'm making something for you.

Vicki: RENO MY ASSHOLE.

Vicki: DANE!!! And also that other guy who looks like Dane who is also ATTRACTIVE.

Vicki: When I fart, a little of the Ozone dies.

Anthony: Let me see your flat follicles.

Carmen: What does age have to do with hitting bitches?

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