Can I borrow your underpants for 10 minutes?
What’s happenin’, hot stuff?
Screws fall out all the time. The world is an imperfect place.
Does Barry Manilow know that you raid his wardrobe?
So it’s sorta social. Demented and sad, but social.
Well, I like art, I work in a gas station, my best friend is a tomboy. These things don’t fly too well in the American high school.
This is what my girlfriend would look like without skin.
You break his heart, I break your face.
Pardon my French, but Cameron is so tight that if you stuck a lump of coal up his ass, in two weeks you’d have a diamond.
You’re not dying. You just can’t think of anything good to do.
So far this semester, he has been absent nine times.
Life moves pretty fast. You don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
John Hughes (1950–2009), R.I.P. … Thanks for the ’80s, John.