You're so full of crap, you could pass for a toilet.

Are you insinuatin' that my daughter is a liar?""Oh, no, not at all. I'm saying your daughter is a liar. Surely you can appreciate the difference.

Well? Is it true? Did she?""Did she what?""You know. Fall outta the crazy tree and hit every branch on the way down?

You climbed into my window in the middle of the night. So, either you're some kind of Vampire or some kind of Perv. Which is it?

You can read minds, and you didn't tell me?” Link stared at me like he just found out I was the Silver Surfer. He rubbed his head nervously. “Hey, man, all that stuff about Lena? I was yankin’ your chain.” He looked away. “Are you doin’ it now? You're doin’ it, aren't you? Dude, get out of my head.” He backed away from me and into the bookshelf.“I can't read your mind, you idiot.

I care. They bother me. And that's why I'm stupid. That makes me exponentially more stupid than stupid. I'm stupid to the power of stupid.

I'll drive like my grandma. I'll drive like your grandma.""You wouldn't say that if you knew my gramma.

The guy thought he was Mick Jagger. I felt bad for him.

Got it. Demon. Death. Doom.