Dusty: He's gonna rue the day he came up against The Extreme, baby. Bill, I'm talkin' imminent rueage.
Aunt Meg: He didn't keep his part of the bargain, did he?
Jo: Which part?
Aunt Meg: To spend his life pining for you, and die miserable and alone.
Jo: Is that too much to ask?
Melissa: Well, I, uh, it was a pleasure meeting you.
Aunt Meg: Likewise. You better run.
Bill: Why can't we spend a normal day together?
Dusty: He strolls up to the twister, and he says *have a drink*. And he chucks the bottle into the twister, and it never hits the ground.
Dusty: Meg's gravy is famous. It's practically a food group.
Beltzer: Hey, you guys want to wrap this up pretty soon?
Beltzer: Oh, nothing. I was just wondering if you wanted to chase this tornado, or if you just wanted to catch the next one.
Melissa: She didn't marry your penis... Okay, she didn't only marry your penis.
Dusty: "The Suck Zone." It's the point basically when the twister... Sucks you up. That's not the technical term for it, obviously.
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