Scoot over, man. I don't like you that much."
"Dick. That's not what you said last night."
"Bite me.

“Why was it the hot mean girls always ran in packs, like hyenas?”

“He kicked in the door with one casual blow, leaned in, and said, "Please don't …”

“Hey! Sorry, lady, but nobody's staking anybody at this party! I hung a disco ba…”

“Maybe you're not his type." Michael said"Oh, now you're just being insulting.”