Post by melodramatic on Apr 7, 2008 0:02:52 GMT -5
This is not the full list, I just got tired of having to click through the 10,000+ number of JPs I liked to find the quotes. So... this is definitely to be continued!
My Quotes of Preference
Brock: "Brandi. What brings you here? Another night all alone in the Lefabre Estate not appealing to you anymore big sister?"
Brandi: "Well, someone's desperately in need of a good rimjob. What's the matter? Pretending to be straight not as easy you thought it would be?"
---
Brandi: "You might want to smile or at least pretend you're having a good time. I'm sure Faith wouldn't appreciate reading about her 'star-performer' sulking all night like a man with a broomstick shoved up his ass. It's just not good PR."
Brock: "Well there is no broomstick up my ass, so Faith probably won't care what I'm doing as long as I'm enjoying myself. And as long as I don't spend all night with you, I will be enjoying myself."
---
Vanessa to Jared: "So haughty. So arrogant. Just the same rebellious little boy you always have been. I own just as much stock in this god-damned company as you do. I'm not going anywhere, Jared. And there's not a fucking thing you can do about it."
---
"Kai?" Came Yan's voice after a few seconds of waiting.
"Yan! Look, I can't really talk for very long.. But I just wanted to---Yan, I'm okay an-"
"Where are you?" Yan interrupted.
"That's not really important Yan. But, you can stop trying to find me. I'm perfectly okay, and.. And well, Jaime and I are getting married..."
"What?!"
---
Kai: "How did you get into.. doing what you do?"
Jaime: "I... I didn't pick them. They picked me."
Kai: "They picked you? From what? A hit man boot camp or something?"
---
"You're going to get sick," Grace protested drowsily.
"I'll live," Ben answered, gently pulling her back against his chest snugly before relaxing his hold enough so she could shift and move with considerable ease. "Just go to sleep."
---
Nate: "Hey Dean. You don't think Ben...ya know...you don't think he's battin' for your team... Do you?"
Dean: "Is fluffy gay? As superficial and stereotypical as this sounds he can't dress himself, he has no rhythm and from what I can remember he didn't set my gay-dar off."
---
Wes: "Now you can tell your friends you got your ass handed to you by a cocksucker."
---
Llora: "Excuse me? You don't know anything about me. I'm not even from California and I paid for this car with my first 60 grand - the first $60,000 I earned! I have a right to be pissed at myself and pissed at you having your truck parked so far over the big white line. And I am sorry I hit your tailwagon. But you should really calm the hell down. It was an accident. They happen! I didn't say you needed to replace it either. You obviously can't bear to be apart from your girlfriend. Tell me, does she have a name too?"
Nate: "The first sixy-thous... What are you? A hooker?"
Llora: "No..." She pursed her lips and then shrugged it off. "Although I do get
that a lot."
My Quotes of Preference
Brock: "Brandi. What brings you here? Another night all alone in the Lefabre Estate not appealing to you anymore big sister?"
Brandi: "Well, someone's desperately in need of a good rimjob. What's the matter? Pretending to be straight not as easy you thought it would be?"
---
Brandi: "You might want to smile or at least pretend you're having a good time. I'm sure Faith wouldn't appreciate reading about her 'star-performer' sulking all night like a man with a broomstick shoved up his ass. It's just not good PR."
Brock: "Well there is no broomstick up my ass, so Faith probably won't care what I'm doing as long as I'm enjoying myself. And as long as I don't spend all night with you, I will be enjoying myself."
---
Vanessa to Jared: "So haughty. So arrogant. Just the same rebellious little boy you always have been. I own just as much stock in this god-damned company as you do. I'm not going anywhere, Jared. And there's not a fucking thing you can do about it."
---
"Kai?" Came Yan's voice after a few seconds of waiting.
"Yan! Look, I can't really talk for very long.. But I just wanted to---Yan, I'm okay an-"
"Where are you?" Yan interrupted.
"That's not really important Yan. But, you can stop trying to find me. I'm perfectly okay, and.. And well, Jaime and I are getting married..."
"What?!"
---
Kai: "How did you get into.. doing what you do?"
Jaime: "I... I didn't pick them. They picked me."
Kai: "They picked you? From what? A hit man boot camp or something?"
---
"You're going to get sick," Grace protested drowsily.
"I'll live," Ben answered, gently pulling her back against his chest snugly before relaxing his hold enough so she could shift and move with considerable ease. "Just go to sleep."
---
Nate: "Hey Dean. You don't think Ben...ya know...you don't think he's battin' for your team... Do you?"
Dean: "Is fluffy gay? As superficial and stereotypical as this sounds he can't dress himself, he has no rhythm and from what I can remember he didn't set my gay-dar off."
---
Wes: "Now you can tell your friends you got your ass handed to you by a cocksucker."
---
Llora: "Excuse me? You don't know anything about me. I'm not even from California and I paid for this car with my first 60 grand - the first $60,000 I earned! I have a right to be pissed at myself and pissed at you having your truck parked so far over the big white line. And I am sorry I hit your tailwagon. But you should really calm the hell down. It was an accident. They happen! I didn't say you needed to replace it either. You obviously can't bear to be apart from your girlfriend. Tell me, does she have a name too?"
Nate: "The first sixy-thous... What are you? A hooker?"
Llora: "No..." She pursed her lips and then shrugged it off. "Although I do get
that a lot."