February 14, 2012 | 0 Comments
Rachel: We’re finally getting married. Artie: When is the baby due?
Rachel: We’re finally getting married. Artie: When is the baby due?
Rory: This is a four-leaf clover. Kurt: Do you people just carry those around?
Rachel’s Dad: No vocal runs. That’s how Jennifer Hudson got kicked off American Idol.
Sugar: No single people allowed. They’re sad. They’re boring. And they don’t exist in my world.
Sugar: Don’t sweat the small stuff. And it’s all small stuff when you’re rich.
Santana: Why don’t you just dress up as the taco bell chihuahua and bark the theme song to Dora the Explorer?
Sue: I spend the day vibrating with wide irrational rage.
Emma: You’re being really mean. Will: You got a pamphlet for that??!?
Finn: The proof’s in the pudding. My pudding pretty much sucks.
Sue [to Emma]: I doubt your avian frame could withstand the rigors of childbirth.