Sunday, November 13, 2005

At the Bistro (11/13/05)

Shelby: Brad, your finger tastes like crap.
Brad: Well, obviously. That's where it's been.

Sarah: Dude, if you were playing Collapse, you'd so be winning right now.

Sarah: Why would he be giving us a suspicious look? We don't look sush... shus... spushc... (gives up)

Katie: He came back from the dead! He was a vampire!

Shelby: No, the bad is what the Devil does!
Leota: God!

Jordan: You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake!

Derek: Phone sex. It isn't comfy.

Sarah: What's a baboon?
Shelby: What's a baboon?
Sarah: Yeah, that was a pop quiz.
Shelby: Shit!

Shelby, as Katie laughs hysterically: Are you sure she isn't the one who's been licking this thing?
Katie, three minutes later: (still laughing)

Shelby: Scoooooooooooooop!

Shelby: B felt weird.

Katie: What's my next line?
Derek: Die and burn in hell!
Brad: Personal interpretation.

Brad: Remember, pillage before you burn.

Jordan: Brad, watch where you're slapping there.

Sunday, November 06, 2005

At the Bistro (11/06/05)

Shelby: Shut up, I like making out with my bead loom.
Cien: Da, da dum! Da, da dum! Da, da daaaaa!
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Shelby: See, she's happy now that her penis is here.
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Sarah: Is that a bag of beads, a bag of chocolate, or a bag of olives?
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Sarah: I'm being enveloped!
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Cien, singing: Five thousand umpteem jillion five hundred minutes...
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Sarah: I was watching Escape to Witch Mountain last night...
Cien: Da dat! Da da dat! Da da dat! Da da dat...
Brad and Jordan, in harmony: DUUUM DUUUUUUM... Duh duh duh DUUUUUUUUUH...
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Sarah: So my grandma is knitting nut cups...
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Katie: It was like, chocolate, chocolate, chocolate, and then it had this funny coffee aftertaste.
Sarah and Shelby: They're chocolate covered coffee beans.
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Zach: Jordan, if I stabbed out your eyes with a fork, would you be cross with me?
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Shelby, whining to Chad's voice mail: I'm being molested by a gay guy! I miss yooooooou!
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Shelby: GET OFF MY BEADS!!!!
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Leota: Reality Pac-Man.
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Katie: Oooooh, zombies!
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Shelby: I think somebody put alcohol in my jawbreakers.