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"Shove that up your clam bake, bitch cake!" --Bitch Slap!
"Ninja star from the cooch! Hell yeah!" --Emily
"Those lights look like tampons." --Kathleen
Aparna: What did y'all do in class today? Melissa: Ate a lot of dick! Aparna: What? Was it hard?
(From the White Board) Me: It's Finals Week! If you're not dying, you're not trying! Melissa: I'm dying! I want to live. Caitlin: Caitlin wants her soul back! Aparna: Sorry, you signed the "No Refund" policy! Jayde: Yeah, it just carries over through grad school and corporate America. You no longer own your soul. They told you to enjoy your childhood!