Ms. Norbury Well, this has been sufficiently awkward...
Your face smells like peppermint!
Watch where you're going fat-ass!
And on the third day, God created the Remington bolt-action rifle, so that Man could fight the dinosaurs. And the homosexuals. Amen.
I don't hate you 'cause you're fat... you're fat 'cause I hate you. [dives backwards in her wheelchair into the crowd of girls]
Ms. Norbury Oh, hi. Did you wanna buy some drugs?
Don't have sex. Because you will get pregnant and die. Don't do it in the missionary position, don't do it standing up. Just don't do it. Promise? Okay everybody grab some rubbers!
Alyssa, I'm sorry I called you a gap-toothed bitch. It's not your fault you're so gap-toothed.
I wish we were all happy like we used to be in middle school. I wish I could bake a cake full of rainbows and smiles and everyone would eat and be happy.(Damian: She doesn't even go here! Ms. Norbury: Do you even go this school?) No...I just have a lot of feelings...
Made out with a hotdog? Oh my God, that was one time!
X-Y-L-O-C-A-R-P...XYLOCARP
Ms. Norbury The only guy who calls my house is Randy from Chase Visa.
