Hey, how come Andrew gets to get up? If he gets up, we’ll all get up, it’ll be anarchy

RIP John Hughes. RIP

some of my favorite quotes…

I don’t know why they call this stuff hamburger helper. It does just fine by itself, huh

No more yankie my wankie. The Donger need food

Oh, he’s very popular Ed. The sportos, the motorheads, geeks, sluts,
bloods, waistoids, dweebies, dickheads – they all adore him. They think
he’s a righteous dude.

Any fool can get into college. Only a select few can say the same about Amanda Jones

His name is Blane? Oh! That’s a major appliance, that’s not a name!

Hey, homeboy, what do you say we close that door, we’ll get the prom queen impregnated.

Merry Christmas. Shitter was full.

What’s happenin’ hot stuff?

You two donkey-dicks couldn’t get laid in a morgue.

Did you know without trigonometry, there’d be no engineering?

Without lamps, there’d be no light.

That’s why they call them crushes. If they were easy, they’d call them something else.

This is a really volcanic ensemble you’re wearing, it’s really marvelous!

Don’t go mistaking paradise for a pair of long legs.

Not that I condone fascism, or any -ism for that matter. -Ism’s in my
opinion are not good. A person should not believe in an -ism, he should
believe in himself. I quote John Lennon, “I don’t believe in Beatles, I
just believe in me.” Good point there. After all, he was the walrus. I
could be the walrus. I’d still have to bum rides off people

Could you describe the ruckus, sir?

Where the hell am I?

I’ll, uh, tell you where you are if you tell me who you are.

I’m Farmer Ted.

You’re in the parking lot in front of my church.

You own a church?

How ’bout a nice greasy pork sandwich served in a dirty ashtray?

Well, Brian, this is a very nutritious lunch. All the food groups are represented. Did your mom marry Mr. Rogers?

Uh, no. Mr. Johnson

Very clever dinner. Appetizing food fit neatly into interesting round pie.

It’s a quiche.

How do you spell?

Well you don’t spell it, son, you eat it.

Les jeux sont faits. Translation: the game is up. Your ass is mine.

But face it. You’re a neo maxi zoom dweebie, what would you be doing if you weren’t out making yourself a better citizen?

You said you couldn’t be with someone who didn’t believe in you. Well I
believed in you. You just didn’t believe in me. I love you… always.

What the hell are you bitchin’ about? I gotta sleep under some Chinaman named after a duck’s dork.

You surprised to see us, Clark?

Oh, Eddie… If I woke up tomorrow with my head sewn to the carpet, I wouldn’t be more surprised than I am now.

I can’t believe my grandmother actually felt me up.

That’s real intelligent.

You’re right. It’s wrong to destroy literature. It’s such fun to read. And

Moe-Lay really pumps my nads.

Moliere.

WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITES???