QOTDs: (or months, to be more accurate)

Creepy guy: You can't go that way. Bad things happen to those who stray off the path.
Thomas: You can't go that way. You need the yellow key. I think I saw Marco carrying it in the village. Go back to the village and get the yellow key to proceed.

The Mother: Gaaaarrrryyyy!

"You just had sex with a wolf monkey!"

Keanu Reeves: My ignorance has offended you.

Thomas: And I'd be screaming "The lettuce is coming! The lettuce is coming!" And you'd be like "Yes, and...?"

Peter: You see, this is like the chicken and the egg.
Me: Oh god, not the chicken and the egg again.
Peter: What? It's my conceit! I'm going to make it a year-long conceit. I'll call up the Guiness World Book of Records and say "hey, I've had this conceit going for about a year now..."
Me: Damn, that's some stamina.
Peter: Enkidu's got nothing on this.
Me: You know... if I was less tired... I'd make a joke involving "conceit" as meaning your arrogance, your comparison, and your sexual stamina, but honestly, not even my loquacity's up to it at the moment.

Ryan: I want to share it with Bick... damn, he's not on.
Me: Silly Ryan, Bicks are for kids.

Becca/Me: Don't do it again, Becca! Don't do it again!