A lovely collection

Extremely drunk Brian Holmquest:
'I was asleep! There was a fire!'

Brian: 'You can feel liberty, in regular form. Can't you feel it?!'
Danielle: 'Is it the sticky desk?'


Extremely sober Brian Holmquest:
'Cars don't kill people...People kill ca--WAIT! People kill people. Guns help kill them--WAIT! Cars. Cars people. Guns. Guns Don't kill cars. Guns kill cars--(long contemplative pause)--with people.'


::While waiting in line at the airport. Crammed in between seventy white, preppy Yale and Harvard student athletes.::
George (looking at Derek): 'Let's play what doesn't belong!'
&
George: 'I bet Neville will get searched for looking Mexican.'
&
Saretsky: 'George are you making that up as you go along??'
George: 'No...I don't know.'

::Old man nearly falls but ends up sliding under a roped off area::
Derek & George: 'Oooh...Powerslide!'

::Spoken to Brian Holmquest::
Danielle: 'You're being nice lately. Nicer than usual. Maybe Jack rubbed off on you.'
George: 'Yeah, literally.'


Aer Lingus= Crew of superhero, evil defeating lesbian stewardesses led by their female captain.

::Christian's early thoughts in haiku form::
The air, dank with blow,
Weighs ever on scattered star,
Just one man's lost thought.

This Yale girl ahead
Better not stalk me this trip
And ruin my game.

::George's heartfelt haiku::
Hot Ashley from Yale,
You will succumb to my charm.
What a stunning ass.

::Derek's poetry::
I mightn't shudder to trade the girls on our team for theirs;
except the ugly ones--
God help them.

::Christian Ayers: 'Sean Barrett, the only Marine with Leukemia'::

::Upon Observing Irish kidsp laying Baseball::
George: 'I didn't know they played baseball here!!'
Derek: 'Yeah. Well they call it faggotball and they only play it on their birthdays as a joke.'

::George had put a spoon over his eye::
George: 'Yo...I'm Jean Claude Van Damme in Cyborg!'

::Justin to George::
Justin: 'Hey, I think I see you over there. Why don't you go fuck it?!'