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Jan 04, 2006 01:17



"DUCKIES RULE!"

also...

Feeny: SCUBA. What does it stand for?
Shawn: Something Creeping Under Boat...Andy.

Cory: "It was raining... you had an umbrella... I grabbed it, stuffed it
down your throat, and then I opened it. Shawn, I Mary Poppinsed ya!"

Eric: If stupidity were in the Olympics, you'd win a Nobel Prize.

Eric: [singing] For he's a jolly good fellow, for he's a jolly good fellow, for he's a jolly good fellow...
Cory: Oh my god, it's happening. Eric, look what you did.
Eric: [singing] The curtains are on fire, the curtains are on fire. They're chopping down the dorm room, they're chopping down the dorm room.
Cory: [singing] My brother is a moron.
Eric: [singing] Which nobody can deny.

Turner: Matthews, you're amazing, you have no idea what's going on, and yet you're still taking notes. Watcha writin'?
[Cory stuffs the note in his mouth]
Turner: Watcha eatin'?

Shawn: "If i were a pair of super bowl tickets where would I be"
Radio: " OK are you ready to win some super bowl tickets"
Cory: Its an interesting question shawn, another interesting question is why would feeny give us an impossible assignment?
(Topanga grabs radio and turns it all the way up)
Radio: "We have the last pair of super bowl tickets , and we are down to 10 more chances to win them.. so call me now!"
Cory: TOPANGA WOULD YOU TURN DOWN THE RADIO WE ARE TRYING TO THINK HERE
(Topanga makes the pose of a football player)
Cory: NO JAZZERCISE IN THE KITCHEN !!
(then topanga gets a bowl and can)
Cory:"Shawn I think shes trying to tell us something.... bowl....can? There is troulble in the baulkins? Is that what the radio said girl?"
(Topanga jumps on cory's back and puts his head next to radio)
Radio: "we are down to our last caller for tickets to the super bowl... ( Cory jumps with topanga on his back and she hits the ground hard)
Cory: THEY ARE GIVING TICKETS AWAY FOR THE SUPERBOWL!
Shawn: AND WE ALMOST MISSED IT...THANKS ALOT TOPANGA!

Cory: It's hard to imagine you as a boy. Did your parents call you Mr. Feeny?

Mr. George Feeny: I, for example, have a young neighbor who sings along to his little sister's Barney records.
Cory: You hear that?

CORY: I do not want to move to New York. New York has big, hairy, scary monsters. That’s not what I want to do with my life.
SHAWN: What about Topanga’s life?
CORY: Who cares about…Why does everyone take Topanga’s side?
ERIC: Boobies.

Jack: Eric?
Eric: [dressed like Noah] No, not Eric, not anymore
Jack: OK that's fine... ok, what is your name *now*?
Eric: Plays With Squirrels

[Cory is hitch-hiking and an Amish man approaches in a carriage]
Amish Man: Hello, young man. Are you in need of a ride? I'm going to that farmhouse there.
[he points]
Cory: That farmhouse there?
[points]
Amish Man: That farmhouse there.
[pointing]
Cory: Well, I'm going to Philadelphia.
Amish Man: Well, I can take you as far as that farmhouse there.
[points]
Cory: Yes, but, you see, I'm going to Philadelphia, so that really does me no good.
Amish Man: That may be, but, my will is just and my heart is pure.
[drives off]
Cory: ...Which also does me no good

Mr.Feeny: Nebraska Mr. Hunter, Nebraska!!
Shawn: Thats the 75th state...Major exports, Tortias!

Cory: Are any of us safe?
Shawn: Virgins! Virgins are always safe!
Cory: (glancing at the ceiling and smiling) Thanks for saving me, Topanga.
Eric: (proud of himself) I'm dead.
Jack: (sounding bored) I'm dead.
Shawn: I'll get as sick as you can get without actually dying.
Eric: (pointing towards the hall) But Feeny died!
(Eric, Cory and Shawn all look at each other for a moment)
Eric, Cory and Shawn: (sing-songy) Go, Feeny! Go, Feeny! Go Feeny!

(On wedding day)
Topanga: Okay, Cory do you have anything to say.
Cory: I can't believe Shawn's not here.
Topanga: I love you too.

I figure you need a good laugh, sweetheart.

I'm done posting now.
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