Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Miscellaneous

On the days when I couldn't find my quote book, things would get written down on whatever scraps of paper were available. These are those quotes. The ones I could find, anyway.


You’re a stuffer. –Gary

I can’t believe you just said that. Micah

If you eat baked potatoes like you eat Oreos, you’ll be fine. –Stephen


Believe it or not, the first potatoes you guys ate were cooked 2 days ago. –Stephen

No way. Micah

You piece of crap! -Gary


Did you get burned because the sunblock was anti-AD? -Tess


The musical number wasn’t necessary, Jordan. –Bree

Another day, no dollar. –Tess


All my gay friends from Disney are gay. Rachel


Oh, look. Bree, pointing to binder on hood

*riotous laughter*

Shut up. –Courtney, getting out of car to retrieve binder


I can do it. I’m not retarded just because I’m wardrobe. –Bree


Did you have roos? -Stephen

What? -Bree

Roos. Like, kangaroos. You call them that, don’t you? -Stephen

Yeah, but you don’t. –Bree


I love every Australian inch of your personality.


What size is Mr. Thomas’ thing? -Phil

Please don’t ask. –Courtney


I broke up with Fenton today. Felicia


Maybe we should get you one of those things Madonna wears at concerts. –Courtney

Madonna wears a lot of things at concerts. But I’m glad you said that. –Phil


Somebody’s allergic to wheat. And lettuce. So she’ll just have to eat lettuce. Asia


You can’t stand in the circle of specialness anymore. –Tom


I don’t look tired, and I smell good. I must be fine. –Bree


What would you do if I said no? -

I would probably cry a little.


He served in Japan! -

You’re not weird though.


Tom just did a meatball chubby bunny! -


Margie Kidder loves me! -


My face got stale. –Todd or Jordan A.


Don’t worry. Take it personally. –Jenny


My handsh are sho shtrong! I can make them do whatever I want. –Jessica


I found some cool rocks yesterday. One looked like an egg. -Courtney


They already have a bruised past. -Phil


How am I ever going to get to touch her again? -John


Come with me Jean. It's scary. -Margot

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