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"The Turks are the borg of the Mediterranean. `Resistance is futile,' you know?"

"Repetitions of sounds, words, morphemes, blah blah blah."

Nat: "If you keep speaking French, I'll be forced to hit you."

Jonathan: "What's wrong with French?"

Nat: "French sounds like ass."

Matt: "Nat, I don't know what your ass sounds like."

Nat: "I can show you."

Matt: "If it sounds like French, then okay."

[in a seductive voice]

"You say you like prime numbers? Well.... I've got something that's only divisible by one.. and itself."

oberon: "The cheese is in the fridge, the cheese is the fridge, hi-ho the dairy-o, Illegal Audio-MPEG-Header 0x54414750 at offset 0x1e0800"

Jonathan: "... Uhm.."

oberon: "What? You don't know that verse?"

Jon: "I've got a sugary beverage in my pants."

oberon: "Uh, Jon, that's not a beverage."

Jon: "No, more like a protein shake."

followed by oberon confused and grossed out, spending 30 seconds trying to come up with a "shaken, not stirred" joke and failing

Jonathan [referring to an incident that just happened]: "Well, if a weird shape appeared out from behind a wall and meowed at you, you'd be scared too."

Nat: "Yeah. I'm sorry I scared you, Vickie. I was calling you in your native tongue."

"I syntaxed that bad, didn't I?"

"I took off my pants because, like, they were bothering me."

"In the morning, the dish drain will be different. By that point, it'll've turned into a clean-dish-eating robot."