November 9, 2010 | 0 Comments
Puck: I don’t pay for food. It’s my thing, yo. We’re gonna dine and dash.
Puck: I don’t pay for food. It’s my thing, yo. We’re gonna dine and dash.
Puck: You two show up at Breadsticks tomorrow night around 7 and if we don’t find hotter chicks to date, we might show up. Santana: You…
Beiste: Watch your tone with me, missy. You crap on my leg. I’ll cut it off.
Tina [to Mike]: You could be my very own Situation.
Puck: You really can’t put a dollar amount on the combination of talent plus fear.
Sue: You gotta show him who’s the boss. Great. Now I picture them making out to an episode of Who’s the Boss.
Sue: Know what kind of disgusting images I’m gonna need to stare at now to get that out of my head? Gonna have to go to the wound care…
Will: I’m not tossing the baby out with the bath water here. Brittany: I’ve totally done that.
Kurt [to Will]: You, like everyone else at this school, are too quick to let homophobia slide. And your lessons plans are boring.
Puck: There’s no way I’m going back to juvee. There’s no chicks and no Kosher meals in that place.