(Elliot, CJ, Ryan, and Ross are freaking out because they smell popcorn).
Ryan: Oh, man. They should make it illegal to cook that stuff.
Mrs. Bechard (increasingly furious): ARE YOU DONE SO WE CAN GET GOING?
Ryan: Wait, I think they're delivering it!
Mrs. Bechard: *lololol*
TJ: Dude, we should start writing down funny stuff.
John L: Ooooh, there's mad butter on it.
Elliot: What organ makes the blood cells? It's the kidney, right?
Glotzer: YOU FAILED! YOU FAILED! YOU FAILED!
Mrs. Bechard: Now we want to look at eccentricity
Ryan: WHAT THE HELL IS ELECTRICITY?!
Elliot: It's the flow of electrons.
Shane: I need, like, a good-ass coat.
John L: Yeah. I have a good-ass coat.
Shane: I don't have a good-ass coat. My coat doesn't zipper.
Glotzer: HE TOLD THE TRUTH AND YOU CAN'T TAKE THE TRUTH, GOD DAMN IT!
John L: Scaglione, who was the smartest person to ever live?
Scaglione: Thank you!
John L: Did he just shush me?
Elliot: Want to buy my kidney? I'll sell it to you.
Mrs. Bechard: How do we get rid of the threes?
Nick: You don't want to know.
Kara: You can't feel it...Well, you can sort of feel it. There is a needle in your arm.
Glotzer: Whiskey is the only thing that can kill the pain.
Scaglione: Ok. We'll move onto number four, I guess.
Reid (Angrily): YO! I'm a motherfuckin' fire-breathing dragon!