Ted: Cleveland sports are still relative. Lebron who? Right guys?
Barney: Ted neither Cleveland or you knows how to get over someone leaving them.

Barney: If Ted raises him the poor kids still gonna be a virgin when he's 13. I'm the obvious choice.
Robin: Hey look, as the only one here packin a vag I got a natural instinct for nurturing and crap like that plus I could teach him how to bow hunt.

Two scotches, both neat. And if you've got some nuts, this guy lost a couple. Ha ha, take the hit, just take the hit.

Sorry we're late. We just came from the tailor. Brover couldn't settle on a tie so I just bought them all. You say no to that face!

Wingmanship is a two way street.

Talk about a double standard. Every time I go after a busty dullard that can't tell time or thinks I'm the ghost of Leonardo Dicaprio, I'm shallow. But somehow it's okay for Robin to date a guy who can't be trusted around outlets.

You were this close to ripping off his misbuttoned shirt and pulling down his inside out underpants.

I have nothing but the utmost respect for you skanks.

Barney Stinson has to do what's right for Barney Stinson's penis.

Go ahead laugh. Laugh like all the others, but those magicians pulled off the greatest trick of all. They accepted me.

Thanks Robin, this game affects my league score!

Ted: Hugh Hefner, in you lobby, right now!
Barney: I'm gonna grab my robe!