Nah nah I can’t mess wit yall parties. Man yall don’t serve no food. Carrots! I need some food that had parents man, you know what I mean? I need some cow up in there, you know what I’m sayin? Some ribs.. something!
You the shooter aint you? Then shoot me got dammit, immortalize my shit! How’s my light, hold on…. Is this good for me right here, this light? Is this alright? Hold up here… I can’t have you making me look bad, you know? Although you would have to shoot like my moms to make me look bad and she got cataracts.
Man please, rarely do I divulge the location to the secret batcave. You lucky ain knock yo ass out wit some spray!
Daddy’s a litigator. Those are the scariest kinds of lawyers. Even Lucy, our maid is terrified of him. And daddy’s so good he gets $500 an hour to fight with people but he fights with me for free ’cause I’m his daughter.
Irregardless!! Ex boyfriends are just off limits to friends I mean that’s just like the rules of feminism!
One tequila. Two tequila. Three tequila. Floor.
Friends are like wedgies: they’re intimately close, they know your inner self and it feels great when you pick out a good one.
Regina George is not sweet she’s a scum sucking road whore, she ruined my life!
Stop whipping the shit. You don’t like the smell of shit, stop whipping it.
Make sure you check out her mom’s boob job. They’re hard as rocks!
God this woman is screaming for a makeover! I’m her only hope!
I think that I am Mr. Romance. You know, I believe in that shit like flowers, candy, all that. Just not every day! That’s not me. It could be costly!
Hell naw! I did not leave the south side for this!
Do it today. It could be illegal tomorrow.
This is so unexpected I uh, I didn’t even have a speech prepared! Uh, but I would like to say this. Tardiness is not something you can do all on your own. Many many people contributed to my tardiness. Uh I’d like to thank my parents for never giving me a ride to school. The LA city bus driver for taking a chance on an unknown kid. And uh, last but not least, the wonderful crew at McDonalds for spending hours making those egg McMuffins without which I might never be tardy.
I have crushes, but they’re all too old. Like Beyonce – she has a husband, I might get shot. I went up to give Beyonce a hug at the Grammys and Jay-Z said, ‘Watch out buddy!’ He was kidding, but you know.
End discrimination. Hate everyone.
Oh my God it’s her dream come true: diving into a big pile of girls.
Cher she is to’ up! Our stock would plummet!
Celibacy for the whole year? I’d rather die.