boy 1: "Are there any buff guys I can check out?"
boy 2: "Um... I really don't know."
boy 1: "Did you... just spank me as I walked by?"
boy 2: "It was a friendly pat."
boy 1: "I suggest you not 'friendly pat' too many people."
boy: "Fih-do? Huh?"
girl: "Fie-do. Fido. I JUST said that."
"I'm doing free-time things!"
"Smell my neck!"
"Boogers are lucky."
boy 1: "I get really offensive when you talk about my mom."
boy 2 and me, simultaneously: "You mean offendED?"
boy 1: "I know what I say."
"I dare you to smell the glue. It smells... weird."
"My Snuggie makes me invincible."
"It's Friday, Friday- [he's] locked out on Friday!"
"How do you spell great?"
"I was on a railroad to heaven- then I jumped off."
*The following are ALL from our Bunco tournament. Seriously.*
"That place is like the Las Vegas of tables. It's... the best."
"Crabs don't make noises... do they?"
boy: "I'm getting nothing!"
girl: "Except a big bowl of despair."
"Can I squish it?"
"You lost your BONCO, you turd."
"I have neutral feelings about you. I might play this game on weekends."
"THIS. IS. BUNCO!!!!!" (front kicks desk)
"When I'm not playing Bunco, I am sad. Because... I'm just... emo."
"I'm going to hit you with my nuts!"
boy, talking to dice: "I know I look funny, but you have to look past that, into my heart... because I NEED to roll sixes."
