F: "I'm really confused about my feelings inside."
K: "I want to cut off both my legs right now. Just for a little bit. So I can't feel them."
M: "Their mac and cheese sucks. I'll probably get it anyway."
B: "I knew I didn't belong in Arkansas when I saw a six-year-old in overalls standing on a truck aiming a gun at me."
F: "I want to get a tattoo. Either skull and crossbones on my neck, a kiss mark on my ass, or a face that's half my boyfriend's face and half Lil Wayne's."
F (reaction to King Cake): "I'm going to start putting babies everywhere.
Oh, you found a baby? You have to do my laundry."
K: "She has earrings with baby Jesus on them.
Maggie, I'm going to get you tittie tassels with baby Jesus on them.
Sinner!"
MN: "But you're a girl. Your sweat smells like sugar and tears. I have man sweat. Man sweat smells like wood and steel."
S: "I fell in love with two girls walking down the street. She's gorgeous and my wife."
K: "His friend is less fun than AIDS. She brought nothing but her vagina and she only shared it with one stranger. What a prude."
Stranger in the park approached a group of us, announcing: "You can suck my dick. My sperm everywhere!"
SR: "I can't take you seriously. You have huge balls and a feather boa."
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