Quotes #14 - Baaaaack! Sort of.
2005-05-19 7:56 a.m.

Mrs. Eakin: Qui est plus grande?
Someone: She is.
Mrs. Eakin: She’s wearing heels.
Delia: No I’m not.
Mrs. Eakin: Qui est plus grande?
Delia: I’m wearing sneakers.

Mike: You see the green light, and the yellow light, and the red light on top? You go there and turn right.
Amy: You mean a traffic light?
Mike: Shh!

*doing the Jumble in the newspaper*
Amy: I can get OZONE… but that’s with the F? Fozone!

Someone walking by: It’s not my fucking fault she’s pregnant.
Amy: Nice use of the word fucking.

Someone in the hall: It’s hard to smoke pot!

Becky: Can’t judge a cake by its baker!

Amy: Heather, what’s Tolly Ho like?
Heather: They have boogers. Boogers! They have burgers.

Heather: They have burgers like, the Ho? The Whopper Ho?

Heather: People have got to stop leaving their clothes in my car.

Mrs. E: So why is he considered a French artist?
Alishair: Because his art is… cool.
Mrs. E: No, no, cool doesn’t cut it.
Alishair: Because he used different colors.
Mrs. E: Lots of painters do.

Mike: Money is cool. I like money.

Mike: What if guys traveling in packs to the bathroom?
Amy: Then we would think they’re gay.

Jillian: If anyone asks, we all went to the bathroom together.
Mike: …but I’m a guy.

Old Lady Sub (OLS): Hey! If you wanna go to safe, you can go to safe, man!

OLS: Maybe you can share, get in with the girls.
Ed: Oohhh.
OLS: IT’S NOT FUNNY!

Amy: I wish that today was Thursday.
Chungyen: I wish… I wish I were an Oscar Mayer Weiner.

Chungyen: I should start singing.
*Amy and Chungyen glare at each other*
Amy: I wish I were an Oscar Mayer Weiner!

Random Janitor: *walks in* Mrs. Barbour, do you have a fire extinguisher in here?
Mrs. Barbour: No I do not.
*Janitor leaves*

*Random guy walks in*
Mrs. Neff: You’re not here to fix the lights are you?
Guy: I hope so.
Mrs. Neff: We can’t continue to rehearse, can we?
Guy: Sure can.
Mrs. Neff. Okay. Sweet.

Amy: Your nails are green. I mean orange.

JC: On the villain test, I got cold-blooded.
Amy: I got kickass!
Becky: I got stupid.
JC: I’m cold-blooded!
Becky: And apparently I’m stupid.

Chungyen: *looking up Sir Francis Bacon info* Bacon Timeline!!!!

*playing War*
Amy: You suck.
Julia: You suck.
Amy: You suck.
Julia: You suck.
Officer walking by: Ooookayyyyy….

MOMENT: Saw dude from Confirmation class in hall. Was wearing an Ortiz jersey. Awesome.

Alex: Butt monkey!
Amy: I have like boxes of stuff in my room that I don’t need.
Alex: Did you hear what I just said?
Amy: You said butt monkey.
Jackson: Think about it. Instead of going into 6th grade, he’s going to the penitentiary with guys like Big Bob and Margaret.

Mrs. Logsdon: Why is there talking?
Josh: I need a pencil….
Mrs. Logsdon: Well, you’re either going to have to write with your blood or find a pencil.

*Michelle makes Amy stop playing her violin*
Amy: Sorry! My hand was possessed! Like the Exorcist or something. But without all the projectile vomit. …I’ll shut up now.

Tristan: *POTC ends* That makes me want to die. *Sees Michelle’s walrus* But that makes me want to live!!!

Mrs. B: It would take you fourteen years to pay of that plasma TV.
Vincent: But by then, it’s not new.
Mrs. B: Yeah, by then you want a new TV because there’s new technology and they hover.

Mrs. E: Guess what, Chris? Once upon a time, I was a teenager too.
Amy: *gasps*
Erik: Flintstones, meet the Flintstones.
Mrs. E: Yeah, I was born 30 years old.
Yessica: Really?!

*Watching Romeo and Juliet (the old version)*
Mrs. Hill: See, they’re dressed in their gang colors, to keep thinks straight.
Alex: I wouldn’t call that straight.

Amy: I don’t know an Amu!
Saskia: I do!
Amy: Who?!
Saskia: You!