Me: Why does it smell like toast all of a sudden?
Ariel: You're having a stroke.
Me: What?
Ariel: Don't question me.
Me: What?!

As a priest runs by the van to catch a train.
Craig: St. Francis be my speed!

Katie: Blythe! I'm getting a dress that's backless, and also frontless. So I'm going to wear a skirt.

I don't need your 16 minute long email.