Mel: So, what did you do in school today?
Cher: Well, I broke in my purple clogs.
Mel: Don't tell me those brain-dead lowlifes are calling me again.
Cher: They are your parents.
Cher: That's Ren and Stimpy. They're way existential.
Cher: So, this flannel thing. Is that a nod to the crispy Seattle weather, or are you just trying to stay warm in front of the refrigerator?
Cher: Okay, so you're probably going, "Is this like a Noxzema commercial or what?" But seriously, I actually have a way normal life for a teenage girl.
Mel: You mean to tell me that you argued your way from a C+ to an A-?
Cher: Totally based on my powers of persuasion, you proud?
Mel: Honey, I couldn't be happier than if they were based on real grades.
Cher: I am totally butt crazy in love with Josh.
Cher: Christian said he'd call the next day, but in boy time that meant Thursday.
Cher: Old people can be so sweet.
Cher: Searching for a boy in high school is as useless as searching for meaning in a Pauly Shore movie.
Susan Heffley: Greg Heflley! You're grounded for life.
