Geek: This information cannot leave this room. Ok? It would devastate my reputation as a dude.
Samantha: No problem.
Geek: I’ve never bagged a babe. I’m not a stud.
Geek: Do you know how many times a week I go without lunch because some bitch borrows my lunch money? Y’know, any halfway decent girl can rob me blind, because I’m too torqued up to say no.
Samantha: It’s really human of you to listen to all my bullshit.
Geek: How’s it going?
Samantha: How’s what going?
Geek: You know – things, life, whatnot.
Samantha: Life is not whatnot, and it’s none of your business.
Geek: By night’s end, I predict me and her will interface.
Samantha: When you don’t have anything, you don’t have anything to lose. Right?
Randy: That’s a cheerful thought.
Samantha: This is Farmer Fred.
Samantha: Oh, I’m sorry, Farmer Ted.
Geek: I’m not really a farmer. I’m a freshman.
Jim Baker: That’s why they call them crushes. If they were easy, they’d call them something else.
Long Duk Dong: No more yankie my wankie. The Donger need food.
Randy: Geek, can I be honest with you?
Geek: Not if you’re gonna insult me.
Randy: [laughs] Ok.
Randy: Get the hell outta here!
Geek: Just answer me one question.
Samantha: Yes, you’re a total faggot.
Geek: Ha ha ha. That’s not the question.
Geek: You know, I’m getting input here that I’m reading as relatively hostile.
Samantha: Go to hell.
Geek: VERY hostile!
Samantha: I loathe the bus. There has to be a more dignified mode of transportation.
Geek: So, what’s your story? I mean, you got a guy, or…?
Samantha: Yes, three big ones, and they lust wimp blood so quit bugging me or I’ll sic them all over your weenie ass!
Geek: Nice manners, babe.
Sam:So, where am I going to sleep?
Mike: Sofa city sweetheart. submitted by my cousin Brooke
Grandpa: Dong, Dong, where is my automobile?
Dong: Automobile?. . . RRRRRrrrrrr ScrEEEEEChh! Lake! Big Lake!