JC - "Look, you cant make me wear a pocket protector."
JC - "So, Bro. What's the plan?" Matt - "There is no plan." JC - "What do you mean there is no plan. Dude, there is a plan. We talked about it."
JC - "There were two dudes and now theres just one."
Dale - "What happened to the second guy?"
JC - "He drowned."
JC - "Chill, Dude. I'm tweakin your fins."
JC - "In. . .out. . .in. . .out. . .in. No, Dude. It's in and out, not out and in."
JC - "Jeff, Dude. Bag the mirror ball. It's mine."
JC - "Don't cop a 'tude dude."
JC - "Ties give me hives. I'd probably go into a coma if I throw on a tux. No, I'll live longer if I stay at home."
JC - "Go ahead-call me a barney!"
JC - "Whoa, sounds like you got a loose tranny."
Nikki - "So how come you're not playing?"
Matt - "Because we wanna win."
Nikki - "But you're on the team."
Matt - "Yeah, in emergency situations only, but then the other guys start to pray a lot."
Nikki - "I think you're just being modest."
Matt - "No, I really stink."
Nikki - "That's so great!"
Matt - "What? That I stink?" Nikki - "No, that you can say it and actually laugh about it."
Dale - "Wipeout, I only know what you tell me, and half of that I don't understand."
Tony - "She didn't really have a whole lot to say."
Marc - "Yeah, for the first hour they just breathed at each other."
Ilana - "Hey, I'm not a surfboard."
Ilana - "Great! First I have two dates; now I have none."
Ilana - "You have no mind of your own, but you can read mine."
Matt - "I wasn't kidding when I said I stink."
Nikki - "Prove it!"
Matt - "I promise you, Wipeout. I will not go aggro on you." JC - "OK, Son. Watch the master. You might learn something."
Marc - "Is this the one you're looking for?"
Tony - "Yeah, that's it."
Marc - "Oh, wait. This one's green."
Tony - "Ah, so. One blue, one green. I'll start a new style."
Marc - "You can't."
Tony - "Yeah, I can. This is the 90s. Kids wear their shirts backwards and inside out. I can wear two different colored shoes."
Marc - "You can't."
Tony - "Yes, I can."
Marc - "No, you can't."
Tony - "I can. I can and I will."
Marc - "All right fine, you will. But good luck. They both go on your left foot."
Marc - "Don't look at me. I can't even play air guitar."
Marc - "Say there was some kid, who because he was shy or awkward, never hooked up with a clique."
Tony - "A cleek?"
Marc - "Yeah, you know, a clique."
Tony - "What's a cleek?"
Marc - "Well, you know. It's like a group."
Tony - "You mean a click?"
Marc - "Alright, fine, a click."
Marc - "You've been pumping all morning. The veins in the back of your neck are popping."
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