I should go clean out my locker...she said at the age of 33.

Britta: What's an insurance appraiser?
Annie: Something that sounds normal and boring, but is actually scary, like a raised mole, or a turkey deep-fryer.

Britta: I'm a psych major! Words are my weapons!
Security Guard: I'm a security guard. Weapons are my weapons.

Britta: You know who else it made sense to?
Annie: Say 'Hitler' one more time and I am giving you a 2.

No, come back! Let's be fat dogs about this!

Britta: Do you feel like this game's gotten out of hand?
Jeff: Nah. Feels normal enough for a school that's on 911's blocked caller list.

We're human beings, not the editors of Teen Vogue!

Did you all hit your heads on each other's heads?

Britta: You guys ready for closure?!
Buzz Hickey: Of your caskets?!

Troy: I'm better at sex than Jeff, right?
Britta: I've yet to have anyone worse.

You told me a hawk stole them! You exploited me and made me believe in a slightly more magical world!

We know that he hates money. Or loves it. Or doesn't care about money and hates butts. Or loves them.

Community Quotes

Me and Abed have an agreement. If one of us dies, we stage it to look like a suicide caused by the unjust cancellation of Firefly. We're gonna get that show back on the air buddy!

Troy

Annie: When you found out I was Jewish, you invited me to a 'pool party' that turned out to be a Baptism.
Shirley: Well excuse me for trying to sneak you into Heaven.