Whiskey: I'm gonna tell you something 'cause I think you really need to hear it. You should go fuck yourself.

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Whiskey: I'm gonna tell you something 'cause I think you really need to hear it. You should go fuck yourself.
Chowder: [to Chad] And I am gonna leave before I say something mean. Like pointing out that you're so self-centered that your astronomically huge ego can be seen from outer space.
Tango: Is that a jar of bees? Dex: You never know what you'll need on a roadie.
Nursey: You're just so... Chowder: Gorgeous? Nursey: Terrifyingly quiet.
Chowder: You could feel the sexual electricity when they were talking about having sex with each other.
Dex: Now, it should be down and to the left. Nursey: Is that your left or my left? Dex: We have the same left!
Dex: Using magic on my cats is a total car crash on your part.
Chowder: [as Dex and Nursey argue] You guys are like a dead married couple on acid.