I'll Be Damned, You Got

Well, Yeah. You Said You Wanted Italian. See. Chef Boyardee. He Makes One The Best Stuff. (tabitha)

You Two Go And Have Fun. I Have Plenty Of Stuff Here To Entertain Me With. Plato Rocks! (tory)

What Do I Do? (jeff) Well, Not To Insult A Man Who Looks Like A Rocket Scientist In Comparison To You, But…run, Forrest, Run. (rafael)

He Said He–meaning You–had Been Addicted To This Drug He Fed Sunshine. Getting Anything That Personal Out Of You Is Like Removing A Tooth From A Lion Without A Tranquilizer. (talon)

I Can’t Touch Him. (jared) Well, Don’t You Suck. (stryker) Oh, Believe Me, I Couldn’t Agree More. Just Be Grateful It’s Not Contagious. (jared)