Troy: Do we have to refill the toilet olives?
Abed: Nope I just checked.
Troy: You're the best roommate. Wanna stay up all night talking in our bunkbeds?

In what war is he a criminal? In the battle for our affections?!?

I'm auditioning for Professor Garrity's all-black production of "Fiddler on the Roof." It's called "Fiddlah, Please!"

My uncle never put his finger in my plop-plop. I know, I'm bummed about it too.

Shirley: Can somebody please all Andre? It's Sugarboots in my phone.
Troy: That hurts Shirley.

Shirley: I hope we find this cache of ammunition soon. I need to pump.
Troy: Me too. You're talking about peeing right?

That guys sucks harder than toilets in an airplane bathroom.

Troy [about Jeff]

You're more of a fun vampire. You don't suck blood, you just suck.

Troy: I think I'm failing psychopharmacology.
Britta: Why are you taking that?
Troy: I thought it was a class about crazy farm animals.

Troy: He released Annie's Boobs. Annie's Boobs could be anywhere.
Shirley: We get it! You named your monkey Annie's Boobs.

Did you know that go-gurt is just yogurt?

We are 40 light years outside of the buttermilk nebula, although it's possible that ... yeah, this is a sticker.

Community Quotes

Abed: This is kinda like Breakfast Club, right?
Pierce: Is there breakfast?

The state bar has suspended my license. They found out my college degree was less than legitimate.

Jeff