Lance: Hey, Alvin. If you were in a regional beauty pageant, and you were a girl, what would your special talent be?
Alvin: Triple Jump.
Danny: Can I get a large black coffee?
Barista: A what?
Danny: Large black coffee.
Barista: Do you mean a venti?
Danny: No, I mean a large.
Barista: Venti is large.
Danny: No venti is twenty. Large is large. In fact tall is large and grande is spanish for large. Venti is the only one that doesn't mean large. It's also the only one that's Italian. Congratulations, you're stupid in three languages.
Barista: A venti is a large coffee.
Danny: Really says who: Fellini? Do you accept Lira, or is it all Euros now?
Danny: I bet if I suggested a game of Quidditch he'd cum in his pants.
Joel: Give me another one, make it a double.
Bartender: You look like you had a bad day.
Joel: Heh, tell me about it.
Bartender: Well, you came in here looking like crap and you haven't said very much.
Joel: You can say that again.
Bartender: Well, you came in here looking like crap and you haven't said very much.
Pete: Snitches end up in ditches.
Pete: Don't talk to me about responsibilities. I have a life. I have a family. I can't afford to sit in my apartment getting high, jerking off, and then going to Tommy's Chili Burgers at three o'clock in the morning.
Ronnie: That's not even the order that happens in.
