Moving orange is easier to see.
Earmuffs are not ridiculous, she's holding an orange dinosaur.
I'm thinking con people.
They're not responding to bobbing orange.
My fingers are numb. I must be a Natpacker.
She's waving the animal.
Sorry, I was trying to reach my hand.
Not all men whine together in bed.
There is no 'right over there' on the map.
Skinner - like, no restraint at all.
I think they're X-filing.
Look, it's a brick!
Quibble, quibble, quibble.
Is it a milk truck? [while looking at missing children posters on the back of a truck]
Pod, I'm ashamed of you!
You don't give it enough oomph.
I'm me.
We got lost at about the six-hour mark.
This was when I had just started wearing a bra.
Squish his head!
That swelling "ooohhh!" has to be there.
What's this I'm drinking?
I've turned my feet over to an Australian lunatic!
What's left but appliances?
Die, scum, die!
Torture, torture, torture!
And...we flashback!
That's almost painful!
He's not going around the back?!
People don't usually carry guns in their desks.
Bullet...gun!
English has gone bye-bye.
It wasn't even the extended-dance-mix angst session.
Now there's a question I don't want anyone to know the answer to.
No, it has nothing to do with his ass.
They do good things with nuts.
Forget love, I'd rather fall in chocolate.
This weekend is an exercise in terror.
I'd have to be bald to sit on her lap.
How do vampires get to the top of the CN tower?
Do we pass any landmarks on Spadina?
It was a Fu moment.
You've seen one brick wall, you've seen them all.
I took the next bus out of sanity.
What sound do lemmings make?
I have to blow it.
OK, everyone, tongues out!
Natalie Lambert, Coroner/Dentist!
You only love me for my bits!
I want to find the human body.
Hormones are not to be denied.
The way the skirt falls over his shoulders...did I say shirt or skirt?
Hello, my name is ******, and I'm addicted to Walter Skinner.
You do remember postage is higher to Australia?
Blue Plate?!
Are you doing OK, how's your stomach?
I don't eat the little fishies.
We who are about to cheese, salute you!
I haven't had to use my teeth yet.
Another place my mind doesn't want to go.
Susan Garrett! I know Susan Garrett!
I have kind of this warm, fuzzy feeling inside.
GT is like life. She happens to you when you have other plans.
Crying is forbidden at breakfast.
We're juiced!
She's gonna blow!
We just want to see a french fry come out of your nose.
Cold, beautiful, milk truck!
I turn around, and there's a zipper in my face.
"Swinging on the Riviera one day,
laying in a Bombay alley next day..."
This is Canada. They're polite. They say 'excuse me' after they run over you.
We should probably put Jennie in the front, though, because she's the longest.
I love it when Valerie dies.
It's a mirror. Wave!
Storage. We're attracted to storage.
Pretty, bright shiny storage! Whoa!
Duel in a box!
That would be why I've never had borscht. I don't do beets. I don't do anything with beets. I don't do anything that has touched beets.
It was probably a good thing she was trapped by the table. She won't make that mistake again. Well, maybe she will. Maybe she's not educable. [Know what? She did! <g>]
Ewwww! It oozes, it oozes!
Why is that man like that?
A whole lot of space suits that are uninhibited.
You have to turn into yourself and go the other way.
Do you square dance, by any chance?
Left is still left, unless you've been holding out on us...
Do not bounce in the elevator.
Sorry, I'm all hot and squishy inside.
Mulder, the last time you did that it was bile.
Violate mine, baby! And don't stop with my civil rights!
Come. Be in the huddle of pain.
Stuff the whole thing, then.
First-season Raisin.
I would have wild, unprotected sex with him.
Oh, yes, a positive butt response.
My A.D. is bleeding on my partner's doorstep.
Pink pharmaceuticals? That would be Benadryl.
Nick in a nutshell.
Flashback! Flashback! Run Away! Run Away!
Tactilely funny.
I'm awake now.
He may not have his cell phone on, but he always has his passport.
Your ears are not enunciating yet!
No boob shots!
"If you can't keep your head, it's all right to step away."
You deserve a bop from the flying fickle Natpack beastie for that.
We had to go out and hunt and kill the dessert beast.
It's like Clark Kent. --Amy...[remove glasses]...Deb!
Hey...my hair went away!
Ooh, Harrison....ooh, Harrison!!
Oh, yeah, I should have known! He has no lips!
OK, where's Susan and her hair?
Xena is anything but a jiggle fest.
Oh, sorry, Jack.
Gravity's a bitch, isn't it?
There are some things you can't wrinkle your nose and make rise again.
Yes, Jennie, you can have the R.C.M.P.
I could scan my arm into a computer and get a clean image.
Shoomp! Faster than a vampire!
I did say I liked cream on the table, didn't I?
It's like Dead Man Walking...Tattooed Woman Sliding.
(One cop to the other, in Susan's room): I suppose we'd better be quiet or they'll call the cops on us.
There's a Natmare in my seat and it's eyeing my chocolate.
We're very well behaved.
Fuck you and the DaVinci you rode in on.
She's coming undone already?
You see, I just don't do pain well anymore - but I love to fling drops of water anywhere.
And she sings when she's doing it.
I can put mascara on from, like, seventeen feet away.
I can't get up but you can come in and get it 'cuz I don't have any pants on.
I'm doing her in the dark.
We are many pedestrians, they are one car. We win.
Deb's reaction after looking halfway through the book, and starting to break into tears: "You are, pardon me, fucking incredibly talented."