Whistler: Good responses for being stabbed with a knife?
Dianna: "Rude."
Elsa: "Not again."
Jean: "Are you going to want this back?"
Helen: I wish you could block people in real life.
Spencer: Restraining order.
Elsa: Murder.
Whistler: How could you two possibly get into this much trouble in one day?
Jean: It didn’t take us the whole day
Roza: We stopped for lunch.
Spencer: I want to relax but it’s just not realistic.
Meg: How would you feel if I messed with your personal life?
Helen: I’d hate it. That’s why I, cleverly, don’t have a personal life.
Jean: But after five shots of vodka, everything is easy.
Spencer: How long has it been since you slept?
Cadence: Bold of you to assume I sleep.
Gena: It’s quiet. Too quiet.
[Street sign hits the ground two inches from her]
Gena: Suddenly, it’s too loud. I preferred it when it was quiet
Elsa: Which one of you is in charge? I need to know who to ignore.
Roza: I’m the kind of person who likes to think things through.
Ashley: Since when? I once saw you eat a marshmallow that was still on fire.
Silver: Why are you helping me?
Cadence: Because my life is a mess right now and I compulsively take care of other people when I don’t know how to take care of myself.
Gena: If I get shot, do I own the bullet?
Gena: Can I keep it?
Janet: You’re working with my sworn enemy?
Tanner: I can’t keep track of all your sworn enemies.
Vicky: What’s wrong with you?
Kat: What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with me is that you’re freakishly tall! I feel like a woodland creature.
Jenny: Sometimes I feel like a box.
Phil: Explain?
Jenny: I am fragile and I need to be handled with care.
Lana, from the bottom bunk: Do you think pigeons have feelings?
Iren, from the top bunk: go to sleep!!
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