Eating Out

Kyle:
We're NOT pirates. We just dress like them.

Gwen:
I feel like a turnstile at the White Party!

Marc:
Bye, Gwen

Caleb:
Bye, Gwen

Gwen:
Bi... sexual

Caleb:
I'm gonna circumcise your f***ing neck!

Gwen:
Who needs friends who won't f*** friends?

Joey:
You're not being very positive about this?

Gwen:
I couldn't be any more positive if I were gang raped in a repository bin at the needle exchange.

Kyle:
Men around here are like day old donuts, I mean I eat them because they're there, but I don't want to invest anything in them.

Caleb:
Are you looking fo Mr. Right Now?

Kyle:
Please. I'll settle Mr. Five Minutes Ago.

Tiffani:
My titties didn't occur to you? Look at them! They occur to every man I meet!

Gwen:
If you've never tricked with a chick, are you sure you pick dick?

Caleb:
Don't take it personally.

Tiffani:
I am a person, how else am I supposed to take it.

Marc:
When he's around, my heart beats like a trailer park husband.

Gwen:
That is so gay. And I mean all three definitions.

Jamie:
You're a reality show without a camera crew.

Gwen:
Put him on the phone, let me get the balls rolling.

Gwen:
Joey! Just remember, every time you suck a dick! Every time you poke some boy in the brown eye! Remember, you've eaten p*ssy. You ate p*ssy and you liked it!