Tyler:
Do I make you nervous?
Sydney White:
No... Tyler, was it?
Lenny:
Did they really make you sing Celine Dion?
Sydney White:
Yeah.
Lenny:
Do you need a place to stay?
Lenny:
You really are a dork.
Sydney White:
I'm sorry, I'm still learning to speak priss.
Lenny:
[
talking about Spanky] He keeps himself happy.
Gurkin:
You can't even make it from Junior Tiger Guide to Tiger Guide
George:
I'm only one badge away!
[
looks at his velcro shoes]
George:
Knots are hard!
Lenny:
So, uh, are you all set? Do you need anything? A hypoallergenic pillow? Humidifier? Dehumidifier? Ionizer?
Sydney White:
Nope, I think I'm all goon on the medical-supply front. I've actually got
Lenny:
Are you sure? There's a lot of dust. I've got loads of allergy medicine.
Sydney White:
You? Allergies? I never would have guessed.
Lenny:
Oh, um, I don't know if you need any sort of special... lady products.
Lenny:
You may find this hard to believe, but most of the guys here don't have a lot of experience with girls.
[
staring at a drying sports bra]
Spanky:
Dudes... that thing has touched boobs.
Terrence Lubinecki:
Of course. The sturdy, breathable fabric is designed to maintain mammary elasticity.
Spanky:
Shut up, Terrence. You're ruining the moment for me.
Tyler:
The Kappa's are our sorority sisters.
Sydney White:
Oh! So we'll be like brother and sister?
[
Tyler gives her a weird look]
Sydney White:
Oh, not in the related, familiar way, but more the fraternal-sororal, sororital... is that a word? ok.
Gurkin:
Things are looking grim, brothers.
Gurkin:
[
marching past Rachel Witchburn] Hi, ho.
Lenny:
Bye, ho.
Sydney White:
I tried to eat a plastic flower once, kinda hurt.
Rachel Witchburn:
Welcome to Hell, Skanks!
Sydney White:
Just to clarify, I spend a normal amount of time in the bathroom.
Gurkin:
[
updating his blog] Does anyone know another word for "douchebaggery"? I don't want to use it a third time.
Sydney White:
If it makes you feel any better they threw bologna at us while we sang Celine Dion songs!
Tyler:
Who are you Sydney White? You throw a football like Matt Leinart, fearlessly conquer fraternity bathrooms, and clean up nice to boot.
Sydney White:
Well, I'm more of a Peyton Manning. Leinart's to the left.
Tyler:
Marry me.
Demetria Rosemead 'Dinky' Hotchkiss:
My name's Dinky and I think I'm in love with a dork!
Rachel Witchburn:
I'm the last person you wanna mess with.
Sydney White:
No. You're the first.
Gurkin:
[
to Tyler about his date with Sydney] If you try any funny stuff, I will unleash the power of the internet on you. I will register you as a sex offender in all 50 states... and Canada.
Demetria Rosemead 'Dinky' Hotchkiss:
I wish we had the same size feet.
Sydney White:
It is fine. Isn't it part of this whole sisterhood thing that they like you for who you are?
Demetria Rosemead 'Dinky' Hotchkiss:
Sure.
Rachel Witchburn:
[
to Dinky] Dinky, we're over there.
[
to Sydney]
Rachel Witchburn:
Hi, Sydney. Nice to find some people you fit in with.
Sydney White:
It is nice, isn't it? If only there were a place where a superficial, materialistic bitch could fit in. Oh wait, there is.
Sydney White:
[
Frisbee lands between dorks, all jump and move away] Go on. Pick it up and throw it on back.
Rachel Witchburn:
[
George picks up Frisbee, throws off screen]
[
Hits Rachel in the head]
Rachel Witchburn:
Ow!
Sydney White:
Heads up!
Amy:
Hey Rachel. Check it out. My diet's working. I lost five pounds!
Rachel Witchburn:
[
looks at Amy's butt as she walks away] I think your ass found it.
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