Austin: "So I'm sitting there... barbecue sauce on my titties..."
Brandon: "CHRIS IS THAT A WEED?"
"No, this is a crayon."
"I'M CALLING THE POLICE."
Edwin: "Toss me my keys... I said my keys."
"I thought you said printer!"
"Why the fuck would I say printer?"
Nick: "Ms. Keisha, Ms. Keisha... Ms. Keisha! Oh my fucking god she fuckin dead..."
Zion: "Hey. How much money do you have?"
"Uh, sixty-nine cents."
"Oh! You know what that means!"
"I don't have enough money for chicken nuggets..."
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