Annie: (like the Batman song) Duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh bird shit!
April: Bom bom BOM BOM BOM!
then
April: Bom bom bom BOM BOM BOM!!!
April: It's like, BOM BOM BOM ... BRAAAAAAAAAAARSH!!!
Carmen: What is that, your mother falling down the stairs or what?
April: No, it's her opening my bedroom door to wake me up in the morning.
Carmen: Our costumes were falling apart...
Jayme: Shittah?
Carmen: LOL Well, they were also very skank-o-rific.
Jayme: Skankah? Sluttah?
Carmen: ROFLMAO!
April: Abar dabar mabar...
Carmen: What?!
April: Couldn't tell ya.
Carmen: 3 h pm.
Frank: Shpmrsh!
Carmen: It's butt-crack dude!
Carmen: (whispers) Shwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack...
Mel: (whispers) Shwack...
April: Rampaging is not a sport... it is an art.
Carmen: La maudite!
April: Marodite...
(Carmen's note... April does not speak nor understand French ^^;;;)
April: Triller pyjamas...
April: Juney Marooney!
Carmen: "Look at this beautiful landscape."
Jayme: "Fluffy white clouds."
Carmen: "The shadowing on this tree is exquisite."
Jayme: "The reflection of this mountain into the lake is magnificent."
April: (about the 'shwack dreidel' song) There are just so many versions!
April: Must hide de shit stains...
Carmen: Guess what I had for supper!
Jayme: Uhm... food?
Carmen: GREAT! You win a prize! ::hands you nekkid Duo::
Jayme: o_o ... ^_^ ::accepts nekkid Duo::
April: It's like that Bill Collins you hate so much...
April: (as Barney from The Simpsons) This one's for you, baby! *buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurp!*
April: Garble garble!
Carmen: Y aura pas sa liqueur aujourd'hui.
Annie: Y aura pas sa vigeur dans l'lit? Quoi?!
Carmen: Y as-tu des clowns lat-dans?
Mel: Si j'ai des coconut blanc?!
Alissa: And monkeys throw their own feces, so that just goes to show....
Carmen: GROSS! Yeah... Well... I don't.
Alissa:
Good that's good. Bodily functions aren't meant to be thrown.
Carmen:
LOL
Ya can't throw farts... that's why they're made out of air or gas or something.
Alissa:
You can "project" them.
Carmen: My cousin just said you can 'project' farts! You can't PROJECT farts!
Jayme:
lol You do a project ON farts.
Mel: Even if it's digital... un cocombre!
Carmen: Are you ready for da Lord?
Alissa: I agree. Flying monkey shit is scary.
Annie: Sex in Japan...
Annie: (in a letter) Hey! How's it going? Me, I'm fine. Well anyways I just wanted to try out the pen I found on my desk. It's really nice. Well c-ya. Annie.
Alissa: It'll be our fun-o-matic trip!
Alissa: My frell...
Carmen: I like big butts and I cannot lie!
Mel: HUH!
Carmen: NOOOOOOOOO! DON'T HURT TK'S PONY!
April: (while trick-or-treating, to a little dog that was at the door of the house we were at) Quick, get in the bag... *shakes pillow case at dog*
Mel: The haunting of the balogna...
Jayme: Peeping Tom o'mon!
(talking about the Red Green Show)
Carmen: Adventures with Bill.
Mel: ...Bill? ...Clinton?
Mel: Quinze is a hooker?
Mel: Suce la ch'mise...
Carmen: (makin' fun of that Herbal Essances commercial) I've got the urge... to oral...
Jen: I'm going to steal TK's hat and rape it to death!
Mel: I'm eating Chip...
Mel: MY DOG! ... I don't have one.
April: Group homians...
My sis: (after seeing the word 'ecchis') Ikis?!
Carmen: AAAAH! Raaaa~aaaape!
Mathieu: Ya can't rape the willing, eh heh heh...
April: Mother Moon...
April: Sailor Gundam Wing?!
Carmen: It's the chiken-shitted one...
Carmen: BOO!
Mel: Hein?
Carmen: Stop farting on me, you fiend!
Mel: Pop!
Mel: Donkey bath?
Serge: Mmmuhmmuh...?...!
Jayme: lmao @ Tro crappin'
My sis: Qu'est-ce qu'est s't'affaire-là dans l'sac?
Carmen: C'est le bébé Wormon...
James: Jean-Louis looks like a robot...
Mel: The cat...
(Carmen's note... it's a lot more complicated than it sounds ^^)
Mel: On fait dûr p'on endure Serge.
Mel: Poe Perv! Pervert Poe!
Mel: Des vacuum su des bateaux asteure!
Carmen: Where's EROY?
Mel: Gone drinkin'.
James: Heero an' Trowa are like, "We eliminated the enemy troops and our mission is complete..." an' Duo's like, "Hey, guys, let's get some pizza!"
Jayme: ::beats the head on ff.net that may or may not exist::
Annie: La fille à Jackson...
Mel: Jackson est là...
Mel: Scott est pardu...
April: Three-legged bunny-hopping contest!
April: The freakin' mongaloids runnin' down my stairs!
Jayme: NOOOO! IZZAH!
Carmen: Don't do that. It's bad Karma. Don't say that. It's bad Karma. Don't...
James: Hey, is Sora the one with the cooking pot on her head?
Luc: Male organ sucker!
Alissa: I have turned off my brain for the holidays. I don't need it.
Jayme: Fart does = Mel.
Alissa: I am cultured, too.
Jason: I'd hate to go in the woods just to see poop.
Mel: What about pink panties?