Oh, me too! And if you really want to know how bad a freeze out can get, phone Ashley Kerwin up!
You're doing the nod of sleep. It's not attractive.
I hope they have yoga in jail.
You said my name sounded Somalian. Aden, that’s because it is. At my last school, something happened to me. I got cornered by these girls, one of them held, the other hit me. Called me a terrorist.
Who said dying wasn’t any fun?
Gee, Mr. Oleander, I thought you only had eyes for Paige.
More than your armpits will hurt if you don’t shut your pie hole. I wanted this to be special for him, and all you can do is whine.
Our limo is a skank free zone.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Degrassi: The Next Generation: Ashley Kerwin
Paige, you are a hag on two fronts, your looks and your personality.
[poem] Yolanda stared into the soul of the eclipse, and saw the world for what it was: a shadow of black, empty, despairing, nothingness.
Jimmy, you just don't have what Sean has, and you never will... you're just not enough for me...
Not only did my dad tell me he's gay, but he left us for his boyfriend. I've come to a decision, my dad is cut out of my life.
Oh my god, Liberty! I didn't invite you! How did you know? Was I sending out second vibrations?
Hey, you're not Jimmy and Spinner! Unless they had a sex change!
It's about breaking a person. Their spirit. Taming them. Making them into someone they aren't. Making them into a lesser version of themselves.
[performing with Hell Hath No Fury at the Battle of the Bands competition]
This song is the prize for breaking my heart / Should of written these words to you right from the start / You say it doesn't matter, how it's all in the past / My pain doesn't show, it's disguised by this mask / I can't pretend to forgive and forget / Gonna make the day you met me, a day you'll regret / 'Cause you're the dust in my eye / You're the rock in my shoe / Yeah, you lie, lie, lie / Better watch what you say, 'cause I'm on to you / Mr. Nice Guy, whoa, Mr. Nice Guy / You're so nice.
Nice lyrics. They were just right.
Hey, everybody these two have an announcement to make, guys! Guys aww... they're too modest. So I'll help spread the joy. These two idiots are pregnant. That's right, 'cause it's way too difficult to use a condom! I can’t believe you slept with her.
[poem] It happens to other people. You say how sad, you say poor thing. But when it’s you, it’s something else. It’s everything. It started with something minor, went from there to something worse. The friends you love thought you knew just disappeared. It felt so weird, half blessing, half curse. It happens to other people. You say how sad, you say poor thing.
Toby, you’re normally a garb-orator.
I didn’t know my kitchen was upstairs.
I wouldn’t expect a conformist to understand.
[song] You breathe but you can’t see it / you’re strong but you can’t feel it / you could but you don’t know it / I know you, the real you / I know you, the real you
Wrong. You don’t know how to say it Craig because you don’t really love me.
Sorry doesn’t make up for all the pain you’ve caused.
Change isn’t automatically bad, El.
Because nothing ever gets in the way of what Craig wants. Not emotions, honesty, other people’s feelings.
[lyrical poem] Black, twisted agony, the fires of chaos burn on. Run for her tombstone before it’s too late. The blood runs cold in her veins.
I just can’t pretend to forget, gonna make the day you met me, the day you regret.
Typical. Self-absorbed Craig thinks the song is actually about him.
[song] I lost in a void of eternity / the eye of the storm / the depth the sea / A black hole rips me from inside out / Gravity ending me
Jimmy, when a girl throws herself at you, you shouldn’t kick her out.
[poem] Yolanda stared into the soul of the eclipse, and saw the world for what it was: a shadow of black, empty, despairing, nothingness.
Jimmy, you just don't have what Sean has, and you never will... you're just not enough for me...
Not only did my dad tell me he's gay, but he left us for his boyfriend. I've come to a decision, my dad is cut out of my life.
Oh my god, Liberty! I didn't invite you! How did you know? Was I sending out second vibrations?
Hey, you're not Jimmy and Spinner! Unless they had a sex change!
It's about breaking a person. Their spirit. Taming them. Making them into someone they aren't. Making them into a lesser version of themselves.
[performing with Hell Hath No Fury at the Battle of the Bands competition]
This song is the prize for breaking my heart / Should of written these words to you right from the start / You say it doesn't matter, how it's all in the past / My pain doesn't show, it's disguised by this mask / I can't pretend to forgive and forget / Gonna make the day you met me, a day you'll regret / 'Cause you're the dust in my eye / You're the rock in my shoe / Yeah, you lie, lie, lie / Better watch what you say, 'cause I'm on to you / Mr. Nice Guy, whoa, Mr. Nice Guy / You're so nice.
Nice lyrics. They were just right.
Hey, everybody these two have an announcement to make, guys! Guys aww... they're too modest. So I'll help spread the joy. These two idiots are pregnant. That's right, 'cause it's way too difficult to use a condom! I can’t believe you slept with her.
[poem] It happens to other people. You say how sad, you say poor thing. But when it’s you, it’s something else. It’s everything. It started with something minor, went from there to something worse. The friends you love thought you knew just disappeared. It felt so weird, half blessing, half curse. It happens to other people. You say how sad, you say poor thing.
Toby, you’re normally a garb-orator.
I didn’t know my kitchen was upstairs.
I wouldn’t expect a conformist to understand.
[song] You breathe but you can’t see it / you’re strong but you can’t feel it / you could but you don’t know it / I know you, the real you / I know you, the real you
Wrong. You don’t know how to say it Craig because you don’t really love me.
Sorry doesn’t make up for all the pain you’ve caused.
Change isn’t automatically bad, El.
Because nothing ever gets in the way of what Craig wants. Not emotions, honesty, other people’s feelings.
[lyrical poem] Black, twisted agony, the fires of chaos burn on. Run for her tombstone before it’s too late. The blood runs cold in her veins.
I just can’t pretend to forget, gonna make the day you met me, the day you regret.
Typical. Self-absorbed Craig thinks the song is actually about him.
[song] I lost in a void of eternity / the eye of the storm / the depth the sea / A black hole rips me from inside out / Gravity ending me
Jimmy, when a girl throws herself at you, you shouldn’t kick her out.
Degrassi: The Next Generation: Toby Isaacs
She’s not my step sister. We just happen to be stuck in a forced-living situation.
You know, I’ve been thinking, about what you said last night, you know, about when you’re trying to master a really hard move. Leave it alone for a while. Come back to it later. You know, give it a rest. Don’t suffocate it. Kinda like with girls. It’s just interestingly similar that’s all.
I'm gonna be the first Jewish monk.
You had a wet dream, three feet above my head?
Your eyes are so beautiful. They have flecks of green, gold, no, topaz.
My fear is that Kendra hates me. My hope is that I die.
A bigger problem than Liberty being pregnant?
Two jobs, school, pregnant ex, no wonder you’re brain flagellant.
You can’t fight how you feel. Go out there and find her.
You know, I’ve been thinking, about what you said last night, you know, about when you’re trying to master a really hard move. Leave it alone for a while. Come back to it later. You know, give it a rest. Don’t suffocate it. Kinda like with girls. It’s just interestingly similar that’s all.
I'm gonna be the first Jewish monk.
You had a wet dream, three feet above my head?
Your eyes are so beautiful. They have flecks of green, gold, no, topaz.
My fear is that Kendra hates me. My hope is that I die.
A bigger problem than Liberty being pregnant?
Two jobs, school, pregnant ex, no wonder you’re brain flagellant.
You can’t fight how you feel. Go out there and find her.
Degrassi: The Next Generation: J.T. Yorke
I’m gay. I like boys, not girls, gay.
Just imagine the worst night ever and then multiply it by eternity.
Listen, Tobes, you can cry if you want. But I'm not going to give you a hug.
Oh, hey, Ashley, I wondered when you'd tune into my love vibe.
You can't just leave! United we stand. Divided we suck.
You guys could be the first matching prom queen set! You know, like socks... or mittens!
Actually, I gave Liberty a really good driving lesson. She's uh, she's pretty handy with the ole' stick shift.
I lost my girl, I lost my best friend, I lost my job, and my... my family. Now I'm probably going to jail.
First you blackmail me into sewing, then you insult me.
[Boy voice] You have the cutest skeletal bones.
[Girl voice] I bet you save that to all the mastodons.
[Boy voice] No, just you. I’m going to kissy kiss you all over. Muah!
You guys slay me with your humor.
What is a cheerleader’s favorite drink? Root beer.
Imitation is the lowest form of humor.
You want tribute? ‘You take that back. I do too have friends. Ten textbooks, a thousand stuffed animals, oh and sometimes, even my parents like me.’
Privacy isn’t in her vocabulary.
[imitating Miss H.] What’s the matter Sean? You jealous? Want to be my other guinea pig boy? Oh what about you Toby...
Hey, guinea pig childbirth is a very exciting process, guys.
If I’m sweating in some mascot suit and you’re at home watching some TV, it is my business.
I’m Toby Isaacs, I know everything.
So in it hurts.
That was before your hot step sizzle dumped his assizzle.
Okay, news flash: I don’t want to go out with you!
You’re the rebound crush.
There’s only one way out of this, you’ve got to be brutal. The word ‘hint’ is not in Liberty’s vocab.
Yo dog, these fries are wicky wicky whack. What they need is some stupid supafly flavor. First we give them the mad curl, then we dunk them in the dope batter, then it’s time to kick the supafly fry flavor. A crazy combo of seven slammin’ spices. That taste is off the chain, yo. Hey don’t be all up in my fries, dog. Get your fry on, Supafly Fries.
I am not putting my thing in there. It’s a snake. Snake’s bite.
Is it too much to ask for silence in the peanut gallery?
Obsessing over Liberty would be like obsessing over lint or oatmeal.
Just imagine the worst night ever and then multiply it by eternity.
Listen, Tobes, you can cry if you want. But I'm not going to give you a hug.
Oh, hey, Ashley, I wondered when you'd tune into my love vibe.
You can't just leave! United we stand. Divided we suck.
You guys could be the first matching prom queen set! You know, like socks... or mittens!
Actually, I gave Liberty a really good driving lesson. She's uh, she's pretty handy with the ole' stick shift.
I lost my girl, I lost my best friend, I lost my job, and my... my family. Now I'm probably going to jail.
First you blackmail me into sewing, then you insult me.
[Boy voice] You have the cutest skeletal bones.
[Girl voice] I bet you save that to all the mastodons.
[Boy voice] No, just you. I’m going to kissy kiss you all over. Muah!
You guys slay me with your humor.
What is a cheerleader’s favorite drink? Root beer.
Imitation is the lowest form of humor.
You want tribute? ‘You take that back. I do too have friends. Ten textbooks, a thousand stuffed animals, oh and sometimes, even my parents like me.’
Privacy isn’t in her vocabulary.
[imitating Miss H.] What’s the matter Sean? You jealous? Want to be my other guinea pig boy? Oh what about you Toby...
Hey, guinea pig childbirth is a very exciting process, guys.
If I’m sweating in some mascot suit and you’re at home watching some TV, it is my business.
I’m Toby Isaacs, I know everything.
So in it hurts.
That was before your hot step sizzle dumped his assizzle.
Okay, news flash: I don’t want to go out with you!
You’re the rebound crush.
There’s only one way out of this, you’ve got to be brutal. The word ‘hint’ is not in Liberty’s vocab.
Yo dog, these fries are wicky wicky whack. What they need is some stupid supafly flavor. First we give them the mad curl, then we dunk them in the dope batter, then it’s time to kick the supafly fry flavor. A crazy combo of seven slammin’ spices. That taste is off the chain, yo. Hey don’t be all up in my fries, dog. Get your fry on, Supafly Fries.
I am not putting my thing in there. It’s a snake. Snake’s bite.
Is it too much to ask for silence in the peanut gallery?
Obsessing over Liberty would be like obsessing over lint or oatmeal.
Degrassi: The Next Generation: Liberty van Zandt
[poem] Smile like a sunbeam, heart subordinate to his heart, makes me lie awake.
Go back to saving rain forests and whales, Emma, because when it comes to helping people, you suck.
Some advice, find a dictionary and look up ‘pathetic’.
Emma lives for stabbing you in the back, ripping out your heart and then stomping it bloodless with her pointy ballerina feet.
Emma, are you really gonna let a couple of prepubescent boys dictate your amusement?
Craig has my two favorite qualities. Passion and punctuality
You never stop surprising me J.T. You’re normally, how do I put this nicely? Such a slob.
Manny, a true champion doesn’t let a silly, little monthly visitor stand in between her and victory.
Okay girls, remember what Napoleon said: Once must know when to leave the skin of the lion to take the skin of a fox.
You want me as a tutor I want you as a date, final offer.
Psst. Manny. Are you aware that I can see your underpants? Maybe some people don’t want to see you underpants all day.
Actually I wasn’t going for a veneration of the fifties. Perhaps I was consciously inspired by Sean’s mastery work on our assignment. Work I look for to continuing.
I should have known. You’re James Dean and I’m just some square girl who no one asked to the sock hop.
Jealousy’s really ugly, Emma. Guess what, it’s easy letting you go, straight to hell.
No, Emma lives for stabbing you in the back, ripping out your heart, and stomping it bloodless with her pointy ballerina feet.
A student died in this school Mr. Radich, and fuzzy songs with awkward choreography isn’t going to help us deal with it.
Radishes, radishes, not so sweet, red and round and gross to eat. They have power and cruel little voices. I run DeGrassi, you have no choices. Ugly and mean and slightly obscene, stubborn as radishes I’ve ever see.
Your lips taste like sweet jelly.
We did, last summer. When we decided to use the king size condom. The one that slipped off. I’m pregnant.
What’s the most important element of a relationship? Honesty.
Don’t expect a ride because traitor’s have to walk.
Because my baby is gone. He’s gone across the country and I abandoned him.
Go back to saving rain forests and whales, Emma, because when it comes to helping people, you suck.
Some advice, find a dictionary and look up ‘pathetic’.
Emma lives for stabbing you in the back, ripping out your heart and then stomping it bloodless with her pointy ballerina feet.
Emma, are you really gonna let a couple of prepubescent boys dictate your amusement?
Craig has my two favorite qualities. Passion and punctuality
You never stop surprising me J.T. You’re normally, how do I put this nicely? Such a slob.
Manny, a true champion doesn’t let a silly, little monthly visitor stand in between her and victory.
Okay girls, remember what Napoleon said: Once must know when to leave the skin of the lion to take the skin of a fox.
You want me as a tutor I want you as a date, final offer.
Psst. Manny. Are you aware that I can see your underpants? Maybe some people don’t want to see you underpants all day.
Actually I wasn’t going for a veneration of the fifties. Perhaps I was consciously inspired by Sean’s mastery work on our assignment. Work I look for to continuing.
I should have known. You’re James Dean and I’m just some square girl who no one asked to the sock hop.
Jealousy’s really ugly, Emma. Guess what, it’s easy letting you go, straight to hell.
No, Emma lives for stabbing you in the back, ripping out your heart, and stomping it bloodless with her pointy ballerina feet.
A student died in this school Mr. Radich, and fuzzy songs with awkward choreography isn’t going to help us deal with it.
Radishes, radishes, not so sweet, red and round and gross to eat. They have power and cruel little voices. I run DeGrassi, you have no choices. Ugly and mean and slightly obscene, stubborn as radishes I’ve ever see.
Your lips taste like sweet jelly.
We did, last summer. When we decided to use the king size condom. The one that slipped off. I’m pregnant.
What’s the most important element of a relationship? Honesty.
Don’t expect a ride because traitor’s have to walk.
Because my baby is gone. He’s gone across the country and I abandoned him.
Degrassi: The Next Generation: Paige Michalchuk
You’d rather focus on the issues than your appearance, that’s so admirable.
That’s a date, just in guy speak. Vague, short, yes, no, grunt. ‘Ya’ definitely qualifies.
Did that thing just wink at me?
A big romantic with a disposable income. The best kind.
Christmas could learn a thing or two from Ramadan. After all that food, I could use a fast!
What you did to me changed my life. I still can't sleep without my light on. Sometimes I even look under the bed to make sure you're not there. I made a mistake going upstairs with you, but Dean, you made more than a mistake. You made a choice.
I have one thing to say to you Dean. Get ready because I'm coming after you this time, not like Spinner or the Mascot. For real.
Ellie, hun, I thought vampires couldn't go out in the sun.
Hun, remember next time ask questions first, get naked later.
Do not let the cult of yoga suck you in. You'll end up wearing batik and eating speight.
You do know you can be secrecy-challenged sometimes, right?
I've seen better dancing at Heather Sinclair's grade 3 sock hop.
What’s the difference between a North Park cheerleader and a bag of trash? Trash gets taken out more often.
JT, you’re a good date if you weren’t 5’1” in a subterranean social strata, I’d maybe even consider going out again.
Gross me green, like totally.
Let’s hang a bell around Kwan’s neck because she’s a total cow.
I’m not mean. I’m right.
[spoken] It happens to other people. You say how sad, you say poor thing. But when it’s you, it’s something else. It’s everything.
[singing] You’ll never believe the nightmares / You’ll never know the pain your caused / You’ll never see the scars you left / the things you stole / Everything I lost
[PMS] You took my body / tore it in half / You took my childhood / my heart and my laugh / You took everything I kept for myself / and then you’re gone / I’m not your poor thing / You took my body / tore it in half / You took my childhood / my heart, and my laugh / You took everything I kept for myself / and then you’re gone / I’m not your poor thing.
Hun, the complete lack of invite shay-boo, paranoia induced, are we best friends or not?
Is that why you’ve been stalking me, to give me some pep talk?
I want to scare him. So bad he doesn’t ever think of doing this to someone else.
Fail English, no biggie. Fail gym, then we need to talk.
Okay, how can you look sad with a dozen roses in your greedy lap?
It’s got to be hard watching your ex-boyfriend fall madly in love with my brother.
Everything will be fine honey bee. Just take a page from the book of Paige and try a lower gear.
But you’re my dish pig. My insanely, jealous dish pig.
Ew, Spin you’re turning my stomach. Could you please eat like a person?
Uh, Rick, I would rather you not dent my parents’ van with your butt.
Misery loves company, my friend.
Actually, I’d like to answer that. That was my only experience, and I certainly would not have chosen to lose my virginity, upstairs at a house party, with a guy I’d known for an hour!
Yeah, because everyone loves partying with a wretched, badly dressed, rape victim loser.
Do any of you here know what you’re buddy is? Do you know what he does? He is a liar. Okay, a liar and a rapist!
Sorry to take away your fun but I’m about to confess. That’s what good people do when they’ve done something wrong.
Ice patches, bottomless pits, dog crap, and Alex. Pedestrian hazards to avoid.
So I’ve got ear cancer. Thanks. Dylan had me on the phone for three hours all worried.
There is a psycho in our school and no one is doing a damn thing about it.
It’s okay, Hazel and I always share. We’re Cosmetic Communists.
Okay, suddenly, Emma is cooler than me.
Another rule, love clutches are banned with girls who aren’t me. Nearness comes in varying degrees.
Flowers are nice, especially if they’re not carnations.
Hey, bag of grossness coming through.
Radich, line one. He wants his suit back.
It’s gonna cost you a hand-shaped welt if you don’t calm down.
I can’t turn off how I feel.
Stop acting like a jealous boyfriend. You either like me or you don’t.
New rule: Suggestive comments only to be delivered at prey at DeGrassi.
Yeah, I like school nights. There’s less chance of running into someone from school.
To lie is to present a falsehood. Bias is telling the truth, just a version of the truth.
That my eyes are even open in media immersion is a testament to you.
You do know you can be secrecy challenged sometimes.
Gee, why did I put a microphone in my bra, that’s such a novice, psycho, stalker mistake?
And in the meantime I get, what, expelled? Referred to as that sad, desperate, loony who stalks TAs?
He’s like the same age as you. Are you preying on Marco? Matt’s not perfect, he’s just… just wonderful and sweet and fun. And he put everything on the line for me. I’m such a jerk.
Out of the dress and my air space.
Ninth grade, my date is orange and I’m sporting a screaming sunburn. Tenth grade, our limo driver Jimboy Jed the criminal, delivers us in a cop car. Eleventh grade, it gets worse. Hopped up on painkillers, I arrive with a date who doesn’t like girls on the special bus. Hello everyone, happy prom.
Listen, girl thing, you and your ‘so post-pubescent, he makes the Backstreet Boys look relevant’ boyfriend can kiss my yoga-toned ass.
I said you could sit here, no spout kooky dark girl clichés at me.
I don’t want to come back for the reunion to find out my former friends are losers.
Now sir, I spiked at Alex in class. He distributed Manny Santos’s breasts through the school electronically. I don’t belong here.
You’re dumping me and giving me drugs.
Did you just skankify my friend?
Ew. V.I.P. does not stand for Vastly Icky Poser. What are you doing here?
Excuse me while I go flush me head down the toilet.
Spinner, may I suggest methadone to uh, kick the Christian habit?
Alex, you’re like the vinegary dressing on the Dole salad of my life.
Take it from someone who knows Spin, toking before school ends in tragedy.
And btw, what you hear at yearbook table, stays and yearbook table.
Okay, I’m the captain. I’m not in the mood for sass. And I’m changing to choreography. Is that boring?
Yeah you’re new roommate is java-ly challenged. Have a cookie.
If you turn everything into a stress fest, you’re not going to make it.
Well sweetie, a tiger can’t change his stripes overnight.
Jay’s girlfriend works at Zanzibar’s. Guess NASA wasn’t hiring.
I just thought I’d drop in, check out some naked chicks and surprise. One of them is you.
I saw you stripping. Devoid of clothing. What is there to think? What else aren’t you telling me? How bad is it that you have to do this?
That’s a date, just in guy speak. Vague, short, yes, no, grunt. ‘Ya’ definitely qualifies.
Did that thing just wink at me?
A big romantic with a disposable income. The best kind.
Christmas could learn a thing or two from Ramadan. After all that food, I could use a fast!
What you did to me changed my life. I still can't sleep without my light on. Sometimes I even look under the bed to make sure you're not there. I made a mistake going upstairs with you, but Dean, you made more than a mistake. You made a choice.
I have one thing to say to you Dean. Get ready because I'm coming after you this time, not like Spinner or the Mascot. For real.
Ellie, hun, I thought vampires couldn't go out in the sun.
Hun, remember next time ask questions first, get naked later.
Do not let the cult of yoga suck you in. You'll end up wearing batik and eating speight.
You do know you can be secrecy-challenged sometimes, right?
I've seen better dancing at Heather Sinclair's grade 3 sock hop.
What’s the difference between a North Park cheerleader and a bag of trash? Trash gets taken out more often.
JT, you’re a good date if you weren’t 5’1” in a subterranean social strata, I’d maybe even consider going out again.
Gross me green, like totally.
Let’s hang a bell around Kwan’s neck because she’s a total cow.
I’m not mean. I’m right.
[spoken] It happens to other people. You say how sad, you say poor thing. But when it’s you, it’s something else. It’s everything.
[singing] You’ll never believe the nightmares / You’ll never know the pain your caused / You’ll never see the scars you left / the things you stole / Everything I lost
[PMS] You took my body / tore it in half / You took my childhood / my heart and my laugh / You took everything I kept for myself / and then you’re gone / I’m not your poor thing / You took my body / tore it in half / You took my childhood / my heart, and my laugh / You took everything I kept for myself / and then you’re gone / I’m not your poor thing.
Hun, the complete lack of invite shay-boo, paranoia induced, are we best friends or not?
Is that why you’ve been stalking me, to give me some pep talk?
I want to scare him. So bad he doesn’t ever think of doing this to someone else.
Fail English, no biggie. Fail gym, then we need to talk.
Okay, how can you look sad with a dozen roses in your greedy lap?
It’s got to be hard watching your ex-boyfriend fall madly in love with my brother.
Everything will be fine honey bee. Just take a page from the book of Paige and try a lower gear.
But you’re my dish pig. My insanely, jealous dish pig.
Ew, Spin you’re turning my stomach. Could you please eat like a person?
Uh, Rick, I would rather you not dent my parents’ van with your butt.
Misery loves company, my friend.
Actually, I’d like to answer that. That was my only experience, and I certainly would not have chosen to lose my virginity, upstairs at a house party, with a guy I’d known for an hour!
Yeah, because everyone loves partying with a wretched, badly dressed, rape victim loser.
Do any of you here know what you’re buddy is? Do you know what he does? He is a liar. Okay, a liar and a rapist!
Sorry to take away your fun but I’m about to confess. That’s what good people do when they’ve done something wrong.
Ice patches, bottomless pits, dog crap, and Alex. Pedestrian hazards to avoid.
So I’ve got ear cancer. Thanks. Dylan had me on the phone for three hours all worried.
There is a psycho in our school and no one is doing a damn thing about it.
It’s okay, Hazel and I always share. We’re Cosmetic Communists.
Okay, suddenly, Emma is cooler than me.
Another rule, love clutches are banned with girls who aren’t me. Nearness comes in varying degrees.
Flowers are nice, especially if they’re not carnations.
Hey, bag of grossness coming through.
Radich, line one. He wants his suit back.
It’s gonna cost you a hand-shaped welt if you don’t calm down.
I can’t turn off how I feel.
Stop acting like a jealous boyfriend. You either like me or you don’t.
New rule: Suggestive comments only to be delivered at prey at DeGrassi.
Yeah, I like school nights. There’s less chance of running into someone from school.
To lie is to present a falsehood. Bias is telling the truth, just a version of the truth.
That my eyes are even open in media immersion is a testament to you.
You do know you can be secrecy challenged sometimes.
Gee, why did I put a microphone in my bra, that’s such a novice, psycho, stalker mistake?
And in the meantime I get, what, expelled? Referred to as that sad, desperate, loony who stalks TAs?
He’s like the same age as you. Are you preying on Marco? Matt’s not perfect, he’s just… just wonderful and sweet and fun. And he put everything on the line for me. I’m such a jerk.
Out of the dress and my air space.
Ninth grade, my date is orange and I’m sporting a screaming sunburn. Tenth grade, our limo driver Jimboy Jed the criminal, delivers us in a cop car. Eleventh grade, it gets worse. Hopped up on painkillers, I arrive with a date who doesn’t like girls on the special bus. Hello everyone, happy prom.
Listen, girl thing, you and your ‘so post-pubescent, he makes the Backstreet Boys look relevant’ boyfriend can kiss my yoga-toned ass.
I said you could sit here, no spout kooky dark girl clichés at me.
I don’t want to come back for the reunion to find out my former friends are losers.
Now sir, I spiked at Alex in class. He distributed Manny Santos’s breasts through the school electronically. I don’t belong here.
You’re dumping me and giving me drugs.
Did you just skankify my friend?
Ew. V.I.P. does not stand for Vastly Icky Poser. What are you doing here?
Excuse me while I go flush me head down the toilet.
Spinner, may I suggest methadone to uh, kick the Christian habit?
Alex, you’re like the vinegary dressing on the Dole salad of my life.
Take it from someone who knows Spin, toking before school ends in tragedy.
And btw, what you hear at yearbook table, stays and yearbook table.
Okay, I’m the captain. I’m not in the mood for sass. And I’m changing to choreography. Is that boring?
Yeah you’re new roommate is java-ly challenged. Have a cookie.
If you turn everything into a stress fest, you’re not going to make it.
Well sweetie, a tiger can’t change his stripes overnight.
Jay’s girlfriend works at Zanzibar’s. Guess NASA wasn’t hiring.
I just thought I’d drop in, check out some naked chicks and surprise. One of them is you.
I saw you stripping. Devoid of clothing. What is there to think? What else aren’t you telling me? How bad is it that you have to do this?
Degrassi: The Next Generation: Gavin 'Spinner' Mason
What are you going to do for a face when the monkey wants its butt back?
Sorry I don’t speak dork.
Man, any more bitter and she'd be a lemon.
A binder boner shield.
Sorry, excitement makes me fart.
Um, we're not all like Dean. Some of us are good guys.
C'mon JT, you'll love a locker in the main hallway. Do you like tough girls?
Dude, you got a girl pregnant and you’re just walking around like ‘La La La, Gonna be a dad,’ no schlaboggle.
I can’t. My bat, it’s wooden.
You become this weak, pathetic puppet when she’s around and she becomes this evil puppet master. This is you. ‘Ashley I don’t want to go…’ Whipsh! ‘Okay, okay. I’m going.’ Whipsh! ‘Ow, that’s hurts.’
Yeah, the truth does hurt.
Who cares about girls’ sports? Except for mud wrestling.
You actually look... alive.
Like you know anything about getting to home plate, you’re too busy checking out the bat boy.
Dude, admit it. You have a man crush.
Where’s your future, dude? I mean no keg parties, no spring break in Florida.
Water represents life and in Moby Dick, Ishmael goes on the ship looking for the meaning of life.
What are you doing here? Terri’s in the hospital and you’re just sitting here?!
Dude it’s not grade 9 public speaking. Just go up to him and say, ‘Dude. I like you. You like me. Let’s hook up.’ Okay, maybe not those exact words, but just go.
Dating is war. You have to be ready to fight dirty.
Yeah, can’t wait to tell everyone we skipped and moped around all day with the Queen of Doom.
They don’t because Paige isn’t a slut and she doesn’t go at it with other people’s boyfriends. Look, JT I didn’t mean to get all up in your fries, just don’t fall for a girl like Manny. She has a reputation for a reason.
[Kid Elrick lyric] I wants me to find a girl to love, a girl with wealth and class. But most of all, I wants me a girl with bootylicious…
Any more bitter and she’d be a lemon.
Rule is, you get fired, you don’t pop by.
In the end, all my thoughts come back to you.
Well I’m here to support you in your first shift wearing man made fibers.
In the bathroom, after we dumped that stuff on Rick, me and Jay told him you were behind it.
Jimmy was my best friend. I basically cut his legs off. I don’t like to broadcast that.
But there are good people out there who don’t believe in Jesus, do they just go to hell?
If Jesus didn’t want us to have sex he’d make every girl look like Quasi Moto’s sister.
Does the gay superhero know you took his belt?
She said there would always be an us. And she crushed my heart with a bus. I pledged abstinence and faith because she said ‘twas was forever, now it’s just me.
This is the future baby. I’m turning you into the next Jean Jean.
Man we are going to be famous fashion designers just like Duchy and Gabbana.
Sorry I don’t speak dork.
Man, any more bitter and she'd be a lemon.
A binder boner shield.
Sorry, excitement makes me fart.
Um, we're not all like Dean. Some of us are good guys.
C'mon JT, you'll love a locker in the main hallway. Do you like tough girls?
Dude, you got a girl pregnant and you’re just walking around like ‘La La La, Gonna be a dad,’ no schlaboggle.
I can’t. My bat, it’s wooden.
You become this weak, pathetic puppet when she’s around and she becomes this evil puppet master. This is you. ‘Ashley I don’t want to go…’ Whipsh! ‘Okay, okay. I’m going.’ Whipsh! ‘Ow, that’s hurts.’
Yeah, the truth does hurt.
Who cares about girls’ sports? Except for mud wrestling.
You actually look... alive.
Like you know anything about getting to home plate, you’re too busy checking out the bat boy.
Dude, admit it. You have a man crush.
Where’s your future, dude? I mean no keg parties, no spring break in Florida.
Water represents life and in Moby Dick, Ishmael goes on the ship looking for the meaning of life.
What are you doing here? Terri’s in the hospital and you’re just sitting here?!
Dude it’s not grade 9 public speaking. Just go up to him and say, ‘Dude. I like you. You like me. Let’s hook up.’ Okay, maybe not those exact words, but just go.
Dating is war. You have to be ready to fight dirty.
Yeah, can’t wait to tell everyone we skipped and moped around all day with the Queen of Doom.
They don’t because Paige isn’t a slut and she doesn’t go at it with other people’s boyfriends. Look, JT I didn’t mean to get all up in your fries, just don’t fall for a girl like Manny. She has a reputation for a reason.
[Kid Elrick lyric] I wants me to find a girl to love, a girl with wealth and class. But most of all, I wants me a girl with bootylicious…
Any more bitter and she’d be a lemon.
Rule is, you get fired, you don’t pop by.
In the end, all my thoughts come back to you.
Well I’m here to support you in your first shift wearing man made fibers.
In the bathroom, after we dumped that stuff on Rick, me and Jay told him you were behind it.
Jimmy was my best friend. I basically cut his legs off. I don’t like to broadcast that.
But there are good people out there who don’t believe in Jesus, do they just go to hell?
If Jesus didn’t want us to have sex he’d make every girl look like Quasi Moto’s sister.
Does the gay superhero know you took his belt?
She said there would always be an us. And she crushed my heart with a bus. I pledged abstinence and faith because she said ‘twas was forever, now it’s just me.
This is the future baby. I’m turning you into the next Jean Jean.
Man we are going to be famous fashion designers just like Duchy and Gabbana.
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