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1999
April Tuna: Hi Lily E., Josh Ford, I was wondering if you would like to form a ménage? Josh Ford: I'm failing Spanish April, no el comprende. Lily Esposito: April! Do you know what that word means? It's... inappropriate. April Tuna: Does she use five syllable words like that in bed? BRING IT!
Mary Cherry: We're smart, we're witty, and we've got asses that rock!
Harrison John: Eat me, Nicole. Nicole Julian: Sorry hon, I'm on appetite suppressants.
Cherry Cherry: (about daughter Mary Cherry) She may not be smart or pretty, but she's as loyal as a rottweiler!
Cherry Cherry: I'm Cherry Cherry. Mother of... Mary Cherry.
(Mary Cherry isn't happy with the pretty Asian exchange student) Mary Cherry: Exquisite, my ass!... Which Rocks!
Mary Cherry: (after being shown a cheer routine) Do we have to do those splits? I'm a Christian.
Nicole Julian: Sugar D., stop staring at Mary Cherry like she's a Hot Pocket.
Nicole Julian: Sure, I'll put Carmen on the squad. When hell freezes over and/or Melissa Joan Hart gets nominated for an Oscar.
Nicole Julian: You'll play right into Sam's cold, unmoisturized hands.
Mary Cherry: This is worse than Kathie Lee Gifford singing cabaret!
Mary Cherry: I lied about my secret. it's actually more shockin' and scandalous than all yours combined. I sleeped with Josh too, and Joe at the same time. Josh Ford: Hey! I'm not like that! Mary Cherry: Shut your dirty whore mouth, player player! But two men folk could not satisfy my carnal cravings. That's why Lily... slept with us too. Lily Esposito: I did not! Mary Cherry: Stop lyin', lil Lilly, you loved it! Lily Esposito: (on top of Mary Cherry beating her against the sofa) Mary Cherry, you are a total liar. I hate liars and I hate you! Mary Cherry: Oh, give me... just give me a minute! Lily Esposito: What? Mary Cherry: Stop trying to kiss me, Lily.
Carmen Ferrara: (after catching Mary Cherry peeping on the boys in the shower) OK, I have to turn you in, 'cause this is wrong. Mary Cherry: No, no, no, no, wait, wait, wait, wait. Carmen, wouldn't you like to know everything there is to know about the mysterious, the debonair... Josh? Carmen Ferrara: Get rid of that fog, Mary Cherry. Miss Roberta 'Bobbi' Glass: What in the name of Bob Vila is going on here? Mary Cherry: It's her fault. She slipped me a ruffie!
Mary Cherry: (after finding out they have been locked in the girls bathroom) Oh, my God, y'all. We're *caged*!
Mary Cherry: What's it gonna take to get me on that squad? Everybody's got a price, even you, whore of Babylon. Nicole Julian: Funny you should mention demands, back-seat tease. I did some doodling in study hall. Now, obviously I'm a girl in need. However, seeing as we have history, I've decided to lower the list of demands from 300 to 1. Give me your knee. Mary Cherry: Never. I draw the line at amputation. But, um, I tell you what. I'll give you my uterus and we'll call it a day, okay?
Police Officer: I'm gonna have to give you a ticket Cherry Cherry: And I'm gonna have to give you the finger. Police Officer: That's it. I'm booking you! Spread 'em! Cherry Cherry: Only after a wedding proposal and a credit check!
Samantha 'Sam' McPherson: You know what, Brooke? Cancel my subscription, I'm over your issues.
Nicole Julian: Our next nominee - a size 10 - Mary Cherry! Cherry Cherry: Dang! She does look as big as a house, don't she?
Nicole Julian: (after Carmen ripped off her shirt) What are you looking at, Salmonella? April Tuna: A quivering mound of scary flesh. And that's President Salmonella to you. You gonna crawl out the window? Nicole Julian: No, I'm leaving the same way I came in. Good day.
Harrison John: Mary Cherry, you are the most beautiful women in the world. Will you please cha-cha with me and be my lady? Mary Cherry: I'd thought you'd never ask, Jose. Shake your booty!
Mary Cherry: I went to Freaknik in Hotlanta and turned the mother out!
Harrison John: I thought that you of all people at this school would be different. Samantha 'Sam' McPherson: I am different. Harrison John: You want to be unique, sure. Just like everyone else.