"You haven't liked me for the last 4 days. That's a lot of not likin'."
—to Jamie
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"And my—and my uncle's 84 years old, and he couldn't—nngh—he had a hard time takin' care a' things at the end of his life. So—enngh—ennnhgh—dehgnhh—ennghg—do you wanna say something BAD about my 84-year-old DEAD uncle?"
—to Tiffany (Debbie)
#2125
Jamie:
"There isn't a game, Lorne. You broke up with me, yes or no?"
Lorne:
"YES, and you know I've been trying to get back together with you. But you're danglin' this fuckin' bullshit in front of my face."
Jamie:
"Then we aren't together."
Lorne:
"Well—mmgh.... then WILL YOU MARRY ME."
Jamie:
"No."
Lorne:
"See? I'm not gonna keep playing the fuckin' game, Jamie."
#2124
Winnie:
"My gown got caught on the bed rail and it exposed my panties."
Lorne:
"Gabriel? Who's Gabriel?!"
#2123
"My memory is FUCKED UP like that! I can't remember what I was—what I did YESTERDAY! But you wait—give me fuckin' three years, I'll remember it! That's how my fuckin' memory works!"
—to Ramona
#2122
"I don't want a dick... I want your pussy. I want your lips, I want your neck. I want your boobies, I want your butt. I want your hair, I want your dimples. I want your nose. I want your eyes. I want you."
—to Winnie
#2118
"There's a couple more on there for thirty-five thousand, thirty thousand, twelve thousand, ten thousand, two thousand, six thousand, eight thousand—emnhngnggnngg..."
—to Jamie, about Beanie Babies on eBay
#2115
"I cherish every time I sit down. I... relax. I cherish it. The problem is, I don't like sitting down because I sit down all week."
—to Emma