Mason: I'm so smart i'm practically retarded!

George: You really care how it's going with me?
Rube: Sure. I make my face look like this and concerned words come out.

George: Since I just got promoted, I just thought you two should know - I take my coffee with a little milk, two sugars and a lot less of your bullshit.

(voice over) I'd say I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not. I excel at not giving a shit.

George: Yuck! This juice tastes like ass, here you try it!

Mason: No, thanks. I'm trying to stay off of the ass juice for now.

George: Life sucks, and then you die. And then it still sucks.

Kiffany: What would you like, sweetie?

George: Revenge.

Kiffany: We're all out of that. Anything else look good?

George: Oatmeal with raisins.

Ray Summers: You're an angry little thing, aren't you?

George: You call me a "little thing" again, and I'll put this fucking dart right between your twinkling eyes!

Ray Summers:... more

George: This is where I felt it the first time. The universe was cocking the fuck-with-me gun.

George: (licks her finger and holds it up) Feel that? thats the IQ falling.