Miley Stewart: I can't believe it. I'm going out with a ninth grader! Wooo!
Robby Ray Stewart: Well, don't believe it, because I'm not letting you go. Wooo!
Nathan Stark: Good job, Carter... Wow, that didn't even leave a bad taste in my mouth.
Marshall Jack Carter: Wait for it.
Nathan Stark: ...Oh, there it is.
Matt Albie: Look, I hate Los Angeles just like everybody else, but I have to work here because in any other part of the country I'm unemployable.
Shawn Spencer: The spirits tell me your little pants are on fire.
Amanda Tanen: Can you believe he's asking Betty for dating advice? That's like asking Britney Spears for parenting tips.
Christine Campbell: There's something about lying on the floor, hiding from our lovers, that's telling me we're not in control of our lives as we should be.
Dr. Rockso: My video was banned from music television, cause you could see my junk... through my jumpsuit.
Jen: Mr. Reynholm, I don't need to remind you of the report that denounced Reynholm Industries as an institutionally sexist organization.
Douglas: Now you hold on a minute, sugar tits. Everybody saw through that report. And, I even got that award off those feminist. The one shaped like the ice cream fellow.
Jen: That's the Shithead of the Year award. It actually says it on the base, "Shithead of the Year." Did you not read the base?
Bobby: Chest.
Kat Warbler: Penguins are cute and all. But, if you cooked one, I'd eat it.