Jayme's greeting: Blargle.
Bobert: No. I'm diabetic. Read the word. Diabetic. Meaning I can't eat too much or I'll die...abetic.
Carmen: I have to get up in... 4 hours.
Jayme: But... you're already up... so... you win!
Jayme: We need 100%.
Alissa: I lurve it. It is so cheesy and cottagy good.
Carmen: Yo yo yo à matin.
Mel: His name is Poe à matin.
Carmen: *gives you brand-new, not even washed pair*
Jen: WOW! *smells*
Shini: *envies your undies*
Jayme: *tard salute*
Bobert: 5 is nothing compared to 5.
Jayme: Rake fun.
Alissa: You guys are as dumb as rocks! Nah, just jokes. Seriously, though. Rocks.
(At an activity for the summer festival)
Kid: Can I have some juice?
Carmen: Hmm... how old are you?
Kid: 13.
Carmen: Sorry, you gotta be under 12.
Another kid: Can I have some juice?
Carmen: How old are you?
Kid: 12.
Carmen: ...what year were you born?
Kid: 1985.
Carmen: ... heh... *waves* Sorry!
Kid: Damn!
Carmen: Learn math!
Jayme: *was busy fondling your associates*
Carmen: *eats you* o_o
Jayme: *gives you indigestion* ^_^
Shini: I like to be Bertha.
Shini: 'What the hell's the Pir. stand for?' 'Pirate' 'What..?'
Shini: Even 80 year olds may trick or treat. "Look, I'm dressed as an old lady. Aren't I convincing?"
Bobert: *shampoo vs conditioner battle*
Carmen: Weeh. WEEH I SAY!
Jayme: WEEHHHHHHHH I shout back lovingly.
Jen: Alright, but if he doesn't reply and you change your mind you know where to find me. ...the strip club.
Jen: Poo gas! Crap vapors! Shit bubbles!
Jen: I thought you knew about that time... Don't you remember...? We all got really wasted in the back of a van and the hillbilly fell on his gun and shot a hole in your boob... so we just put a ring in it after laughing for an hour... Don't you remember that?
Carmen: Knock knock!
Jayme: Who be there?
Sister: Chibbeh Chinneh...
Carmen: What was that, dearie? I couldn't hear you over my cross-stitching... o_o *stitch-stitch* I MADE YOU A BONNET!
Shini: YAY *pretends to wear it, but really it goes to the bottom oh her closet and she never wears it, as most granny made clothes go >_>*
Bobert: Just remember that Bobert likes talking about website names and linking them to johns.
Bobert: almostcommitedsuicidebutthenreconsideredandmadeawebsite.org
Alissa: Because us girls love pictures of guys on the shitter. Ain't nuthin' hotter.
Alissa: I was about to cross the street when this guy started to make a right hand turn. He shrugged his shoulders like "Whoops my bad." I was going to give him the finger but I was wearing mittens and it would have just looked like I was waving.
Carmen: If Jesus showed up now, we'd put him in the nut house. "Saving the world? Curing the blind? Walking on water? You're Jesus, you say...? ...buddy, we've got a whole bunch of you in an institute up on Main St..."
Alissa: It's true, but then he would just blast us with his laser vision.
Alissa: Zoodles are good too. But I feel bad eating the animals. I can spell cool words out of Alphagetti, like poo and fart.
Bobert: Maybe he has STD's or something. Or a death penis. Like Darth Vader, except in penis form.
Candace R.: This bag is so gross. It's been through like, World War VII.
Carmen & Jen's logic: sex = no hat
Bobert: Well, Kevin's gone now.
Carmen: Oh. Then poo all you love.
Bobert: ...well, I don't love poo. We just met.
Carmen: Wanna play in my pants?
Jen: DO I! :D
Carmen: What's up in my pants?
Jen: Ummm pee.
Mark: This song rides the short bus.
Alissa: I would much rather die in a fiery explosion or something. Not impaled on a pencil.
Alissa: Uh? ... I meant to say oh. Not uh like Frakenstein.
Carmen: What's your name?
Ed: Ed. Or Sir Edward. of MORDOR. *lightning*
Jen: no testicles! unless you want to rip them off people.
Carmen: No. Well maybe on my personal time.
Jen: Yes, not on company time.
Edith: I like butterflies. As long as they're not touching me. :D
Alissa: I made a me and then I was gonna make my husband, Johnny Rzeznik, but then it just looked like an ugly me.
Alissa: Well if sinners should do anything it is repenis.
Carmen: I don't see how he can fly without the racoon tail, but whatever...
Mark: I don't see how he can fly with a racoon tail, but it's a game, so we have to suspend disbelief.
Jen: We are very cool.
Carmen: Yes. Very. Too cool for the good of the planet. But we'll live.
Jen: Until we find a way off the planet, and move on to do goods on another.
Jen: ^_^ I'm smart like Doritos.