Look, Fred. She's gotten her boobies.

Jesus, Bob, what button did you push?

I believe you have my stapler

Now. I know Shakespeare's a dead white guy, but he knows his shit, so we can overlook that. I want you all to write your own version of this sonnet.

Danny's not here, Mrs. Torrence.

I heart this thread.

My name is Cliff, brother of Joe. I got me some crack. I want me some hoes.

If peeing in your pants is cool, consider me Miles Davis.

I'm sexy, I'm cute,/ I'm popular to boot,/ I'm b**ch-in', great hair,/ The boys all love to stare,/ I'm wanted, I'm hot,/ I'm everything you're not,/ I'm pretty, I'm cool,/ I dominate the school,/ Who am I? Just guess,/ Guys wanna touch my chest,/ I'm rockin', I smile,/ If anything I'm vile,/ I'm flyin', I jump,/ You can look but/ Don't you hump,/ Whoo/ I'm major, I roar,/ I swear I'm not a whore,/ We cheer and we lead,/ We act like we're on speed,/ You hate us 'cause we're beautiful,/ Well we don't like you either,/ We're cheerleaders,/ We are cheerleaders,/

Three tomatoes are walking down the street, a papa tomato, a mama tomato, and a little baby tomato. The baby tomato is lagging behind the papa and mama tomato. The papa tomato gets mad, goes over to the baby tomato, stamps on him, (stamps on the ground) and says, "Catch up."

and that my liege is how we know the earth to be banana shaped.

You will not persuade me with appeals to my intellectual vanity.

What am I now? A ZIT, GET IT!

She turned me into a newt!

What, like in the back of a Volkswagon?

Until mankind is peaceful enough not to have violence on the news, there's no point in taking it out of shows that need it for entertainment value.

Wait a minute...stand up! This is only three feet of water!

All I want to do is get some fucking sleep.

You want answers? I want the truth! You can't handle the truth!!

I'm just trying to be honest about being a misanthrope.

We are going to play a game...it's called "Who is your daddy...and what does he do?"

I see dead people.:eek:

I'm as mad as hell and I'm not going to take this anymore!!

Who are you?

I'm Lloyd Dobbler.

Whatever!

Ditto...tell her ditto!

I'm so freaking pissed!

THIS IS WHAT YOU GET WHEN YOU FUCK A STRANGER IN THE ASS

Iceberg right ahead!

This here's a gopher. It's not a turtle. I don't know how come-him to be up here.

You know what I want to hear? I want
to hear that you don't love me. If
you tell me that, then I'll leave you
alone. I won't ask any questions and
I won't be in your life.

You know, you come from nothing, you're going back to nothing. What have you lost? Nothing!

No more yanky my wanky, the Donger needs food

Let me get this straight. You know her, and she knows you, but she wants to eat him. And everyone's ok with that? DID I MISS SOMETHING!!!!

I'm sorry that people are so jealous of me, but I can't help it that I'm so popular!

They took the Bar......


THE WHOLE FUCKING BAR!!!!!!!!!!!!

He becomes a myth, a spook story that criminals tell their kids at night. "If you rat on your pop, Keyser Soze will get you."

What the fuck you say about my mama?

You feel sorry for who?