Nick: You know, I always noticed that the day after we have Salisbury Steak, we always have hamburgers. But then the day after that we always have meatball heroes. And a few days after that we have meatloaf. So is it the same meat? Are you guys recycling the meat? Lunchlady: It’s different meat. Nick: […]
Ken: We’re gonna blow the roof off his garage in the most rock-tagious way. Neal: I hate being in school after it’s out. Makes me feel like a janitor. Sam: What’s so great about him anyway? Neal: It’s the hair. Mr. Weir: I could call the police. Do you know that? I could call the […]
Kim: My life sucks!
Lindsay: No it doesn’t.
Kim: My parents hate me, I don’t have any friends. You’re like my only friend, Lindsay. You’re a total loser. No offense.
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Bill: I’m just trying to to win ten bucks here. I don’t wanna die. […]
Lindsay: Oh come on, Dad. Every generation is afraid of the music that comes from the next. I’m sure your parents hated Elvis.
Mr. Weir: Elvis didn’t expectorate on his fans.
Sam: No. But he died on the toilet.
Mr. Weir: Well, that’s paradise compared to where those Sex Pistols are gonna end up. […]