Beware the lack of logic found in the statements below. If you seek sense, order, or profoundness, you're in the wrong place.

"Don't forget to pillage before you burn."
-Tony Twist (hockey announcer)

"Yeah, you're a psycho, but in a good way."
-Febriege (speaking to my history teacher)

"How about after [senior] cut-day we just don't come back?"
-Rosanna (a fed-up senior as well)

"He's buying something from her. I hope she's not a prostitute."
-KT

"The chicken...fulfilled me."
-Febriege

"You're being psychologically groppy tonight."
-Broch (to me)

"Pants, schmants, you all want to see my legs."
-Broch

"The moose moos. A mooing moose. Moooo!"
-Krop

"Somtimes I feel like a solar panel."
-Angela

"Don't leave me in a room with that woman. It's like being nibbled to death by a duck."
-my grandmother

"Someone might steal my windshield."
-Angela

"It hasn't been used for any illicit activites...yet."
-Febriege

"I just swing every way known to man."
-KT

"You're drinking liquid crack!"
-my Physics teacher, on the evils of Diet Coke

"Had Clinton been able to keep his pants zipped, he would have been liked much better."
-the incomprable MJP, a religion teacher at the same school for thirty years

"It's not a party without a couple of midgets."
-my strange father