Archer, Season 2

Pam:
So then it's settled. We're a go on Operation... what should we called it?

Cheryl:
Dick Sledge.

Ray:
You wanna...

Pam:
No, but it's like sour milk. You just gotta take a whiff. What's the story, Neckbones?

Cheryl:
Sophomore year at my stupid college, I had a huge crush on the quarterback, this super-hot guy named Dick Sledge...

Pam:
Sploosh!

Ray:
Jinx.

Cheryl:
...but it was like I was invisible. He wouldn't even sign my cast when I broke my own arm. But I thought if I knew what he liked, then I'd have an in, so one Saturday when he had a game, I broke into his dorm room to see what music he was into, or turtles, or roll around in his clothes or whatever, but...

Pam:
You were so busy sniffing his jock, you didn't hear him come in...

Cheryl:
Because he totally snuck up on me. And I guess I blacked out because I don't remember stabbing him at all.

Pam:
Why'd you have a knife?!

Cheryl:
I didn't! It was a stupid pair of scissors, and it was his fault for grabbing me with his throwing hand! That's how his tendon got severed!

Pam:
Holy shitsnacks.

Cheryl:
Yeah, they said he could've gone pro.