Geek pride!

B: I DREAM IN COLOR.
L: I dream in one spot color and theres music too.
B: ONE SPOT COLOR? MINE PANTONE COLORS. Thats why we're sloth pals.
L: I'm too lazy to dream in pantone. That's how big a sloth I am.

2 hours and indigestion.

A: Yeah, so I asked him and he said no.
L: Yeah right.
W: What!
F: Oh my god, wait... Are you lying to me or are they lying to me now?!

F: Adam, can you hurry up say!
W: Yeah, you asked him and then what?
F: (to W) Aiyah, he already said no!
All: -.- and hahaha!

F: What are yall laughing about?! I'm being very fast already!
L: You know Daytona right? It's like, we're all playing it, and you're going really fast... but "WRONG WAY" is blinking in your face!
F: HAHAHA, you're funny!
All: (continues laughing at F)
F: Why are yall laughing?! I played Daytona before! I know that "WRONG WAY" blinking thing!

L: Do you even know what I meant by the Daytona thing?
F: Yeah... that I'm going the wrong way.
L: Uh huh...?
F: And "WRONG WAY" is blinking on my screen.
L: -.-"

Keep it up!

A: Yeah, he doesn't look like the type that cheats right?
F: Yeah...
W: (to F) You look like the type that is smart.
F: Hey! I got that!
L: Wow, that's impressive... for someone like you.
F: (pause) Hey!

I should add that in my resume.

N: My mom commented that my eyebags are getting worse.
L: (looks at reflection) Ughhh, mine too. I give up.
N: You're a designer, it's okay!

Die, hormones, die!

N: OMG I hate 98.7!
L: Haha, I know, I know..
N: I'm bleeding! I got the right to be angry!
L: Yes, I know, it's your hormones talking.

Almost similar...

M: Tattoo veins!
All: ???
M: ...vines!

The Monthly Monster

N: I'm bleeding to death! I'm bleeding internally... out!

Oh my Steve Jobs

N: Should I paint my MacBook?
L: Nooooooooooooooo... That's blasphemous!

At least I'm hot in some ways.

N: The fucking weather is fucking hot.
L: Ya! I thought it was just me.
N: O.o ...
L: Ok. Fine. I'm hot. Happy?
N: Backwards right? HAHAHA.

L: Toh is Hot backwards.
N: -.-
L: It means I'm hot from the back.

If he was a girl.

A: You had sex at Gerald's house what!
MM: You had sex with a guy?!
JW: Yeah, if Gerald had a pussy, 2 boobs and long hair.

Who's that boy?

L: Who are you looking at?
N: Jack Russell.
L: Who's Jack?

L: If Keri Russell had a son, she'd better not name him Jack!
N: ...

Eggs are high in protein because of sperm content.

N: I'm so angry now if I swallow a egg, it will come out boiled.
J: You should control the temperature abit, then you will have a chick.

So the thing here is, J thought that all eggs are the supermarket is already fertilized, just that the factories put the eggs into the fridge of some sort immediately after it is laid. She thought, for the past twenty years of her life that all eggs that are laid, are fertilized and the very reason why it is not hatched is only because it is not incubated.

L: Are you staying over at the chalet?
S: Er, I don't know yet. Either I stay, or I crash at someone's house.
L: Whose house?
S: Er, haven't decided yet.
L: You sound like a slut.

Flashing helps... Sometimes.

N: I think I'm falling sick. The heaty kind.
L: We are not having KFC.
N: Why?! I'll flash you!

They're cousins, see?

L: Ya, like camel.
N: Camel?
L: You know, hide the head then think people cant see them.
N: ... Ostrich.
L: Oh. HAHAHAHA CAMEL. HAHAHA.
N: -.-

Bobos

Forever For A While

N: You were eternally confused... for a while.

Say whut?

W: Aiyoh, aiyoh, aiyoh, aiyoh, aiyoh. Haiyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

Cold fries are so not hot.

I r spy bot.

N: Who are you?! Identify yourself!
L: Jolene Toh!
N: Oh okay... No... *hesitates*
L: Ask me a question lah!
N: Are you a spy bot?!
L: No lah! Ask me a question to confirm my identity lah dey!