February 12, 2009 | 0 Comments
Harold: Sweetheart, what matters most to me is not what college you go to, it’s what kind of a person you grow up to be.
Harold: Sweetheart, what matters most to me is not what college you go to, it’s what kind of a person you grow up to be.
Nate: So, the Ultimate Gentlemen’s Club was here? Because this place reminds me my aunt’s house. Chuck: This was the place. I know it.
Blair: Ladies, you can get your tiny brains to rest. Once again the world has proven – anything you can do, I can do better.
Dan: I’m glad you’re not wearing that raccoon makeup anymore, because you looked like one of the Incredibles.
Rachel: I’m guessing for you, birthdays rarely meant new pens and a notebook to fill with your ideas. Serena: Yeah, more like a Chanel…
Blair: Give Handsome to a homeless man! … Make sure he has kind eyes.
Blair: It turns out I can still get into Oberlin.
Lily: I can’t believe we’re all here on a Saturday night. That’s a lot of canceled restaurant reservations.
Elle: Turn on CNN, walk down Wall Street, go to Washington, that’s who they are, and if they find out that I let an outsider in — lose…
Dorota: Mees Blair. Your martyr act, no good.