Stacey: She goes towards it like a turkey towards glitter.
Mallory: Do turkeys like glitter?
Ariel: I dunno.
Mallory: Turkeys are fabulous!

Mallory: It smells like grapes.

Ballah, shot callah

M: My subconscious is gangster as shit.

Meaghan: Tequila is not supposed to come in chunks.

Sean: I like my inefficient poops.

Sean: It's the difference between "RAHHH" and "Om nom."

Apartment conversation

Chance: WHY is that funny? Someone just got a radish up the butt!