Flippy: All the sudden I got a random burst of energy, and I think it's my body's last hurrah before it completely shut down.
Nutty: I think I just figured something out. I got to go.
Sniffles: Aren't you forgetting something?
Nutty: Uuh...*hesitantly kisses Sniffles forehead before running out.*
Sniffles: No, pay your bill! Damn, who raised you?
Flaky: Can I have a private talk with you?
Suga: Okay, as long as it’s not about tampons because I just don’t understand them.
Splendid: Shifty, how could you possibly have gotten into this much trouble in one day?
Shifty: It... It didn't take me the whole day…
Flippy on stage: Everyone's talking 'bout climate change,but when is Lumpy gonna start talking 'bout some underwear change? Am I right ladies?
Crowd of People: *cheers*
Fliqpy: *pulls out a gun and shoots Lumpy until they run out of bullets*
Fliqpy: *reloads, then shoots Lumpy until they run out of bullets*
Fliqpy: *looks into camera after a brief pause* Who killed Lumpy?
Splendid: I never said I was gonna get back together with him. But I was thinking, he's in town, would it be the worst thing in the world if I gave him a call?
Flippy: No. No, Splendid, it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world. It would be the fourth worst thing. Number one: a super volcano. Number two: an asteroid hits the Earth. Number three: All the Evel Knievel movies are lost. Number four: Splendid calls Shifty. Number five: Flaky gets eaten by a shark.
Flaky: I’m Flaky, and I approve the order of that list.
Flippy: I’m the sexiest bitch in this therapy waiting room.
Sniffles: *sees someone doing something stupid*
Sniffles: What an idiot.
Sniffles: *realizes it's Nutty*
Sniffles: Wait, that's MY idiot!
Cuddles: Here you go, Giggles, a nice hot cup of coffee!
Giggles: It's cold.
Cuddles: A nice cup of coffee.
Giggles: It's horrible!
Cuddles: Cup of coffee.
Giggles: I'm not sure if this even IS coffee.
Cuddles: C U P.
Petunia: How long do you think it'll take?
Handy: I don’t know, three or four.
Petunia: Three or four what? Days? Weeks? Months?
Handy: Yeah, maybe five.
Petunia: Five what?!
