If pot were a piano, Nick would be a 9-year-old Chinese girl.
Now, I'm gonna go do a deep-ass mouthwash.
Where did all that hair come from? You're a lioness!
I am rugged, semtic prince!
We are all five hooking up tonight, including the gimp!
Open your cellar doors, and let us taste your jams.
I'm like a Hebrew cheetah.
Nick: My arms are so sore from doing so many push-ups.
Schmidt: That seems like a lie.
Well, this just in, the dress code for Winston's banquet tonight is...optional.
You would not know a sex blink if it blinked you in the sex!
It's MY garden party, and Zachary Quinto is not on the list!
Cece: You know that guy I'm dating?
Schmidt: Buster, your child bride?