Kepps: I’m definitely not encouraging you to swear, but you should definitely choose the best title, which is “Damned.”
CJ: Imagine being bitten by a radioactive lizard, but instead of climbing walls, your butt falls off when you get scared.
Kepps: I don’t believe in the Internet.
Abby W: I just hit my head on my computer from laughing so hard.
Kepps: Of course I’m lying. It’s magic.
Sara: This was going to be a happy story, but then I killed people.
Abby W: I’m a ball of sadness. And fear.
Delaney: That’s what the Google says.
Hope: Which sounds better: aftertaste or residue? Or is this too sexual?
Delaney: One time, I was stupid.
Abby W: It was magical! A raccoon!
Abby W: Is she (mentally) okay?
Liv: She’s from California.
Sara: Thank you, drugrehab.com
Sara: I listen to “Fall Down Boy.” Sure you do, Gretchen.
natalie: There’s no casual way to have tape put on your face.
Sara: Wait, Zacob’s your brother?
Zoey: Yeah. I had to write a love letter to my brother.
Laney: I’m Catholic.
natalie: I’m Catholic.
Aly: Me, too.
JJ: Me, too.
Liv: Same! Catholic party!
Fox: I think I can talk to raccoons.
JJ: Stripes are my favorite color.
Hope: *humming to herself* “Puff the magic dragon”
Sara: I would rather get a deadly disease than talk to people I don’t know.
Hope: Awww, my beef stick!
Abby W: Yeah, I just need to learn how to think faster.
Liv: Dang, I just got shivers under my blanket!
Abby Fox: I can’t believe I just wrote an incest poem.
Kepps: We should all get this tattooed.
Liv: Snort that, Laney!
Laney: Cowboy hats bother me.
Aly: *reads sad, heartfelt poem about death*
Sara: They wouldn’t just leave the body.
Kepps: I can’t believe you just played Bop-It with a poem about death.
Abby W: My feet need to be free.
Liv: She was a God-send for the water.
Laney: I’m pretty sure that’s the guy I wrote a love letter to.
Kepps: I feel like these are the pants astronauts wear to the moon.
Abby W [to Laney]: You’re like a puppy person.
Hope: There’s never a dull Laney moment.
JJ: She’s definitely a glass half full kind of person.
Sara: She’s definitely a glass all the way full kind of person.
Sara: Mediocre plus mediocre equals kinda good.
natalie: The only bad thing this class has done is make me really sad that I can’t snap.
Laney: My armpits were cold.
Kepps: We’re gonna watch a dusty chinchilla.
Abby W: I gotta call you back, there’s a raccoon on the lawn!
Kepps: Club Lib.
Abby W: Maybe it’s just gonna push it all out of my eyes or something.
Kepps: You walk in and just sense it...you can just feel that there is a claw machine.
Abby W: I feel like a bag full of oranges would be effective for what we’re trying to do here.
Laney: Why am I actually that stupid? That’s what ‘coon season' is?