“Amy Studt is singing in my ear about misfits. This song used to mean so much to me; that's because I'm a misfit.”
“That's the pathetic thing about high school. Everyone tries so hard to be something they aren't. It's gotten so I don't know who I am, so how can I even try to be who I am, much less who I'm not? My problem is that I don't even fit in with the misfits. I don't fit anywhere.”
“Why do I suddenly feel like I'm on the Island of Misfit Toys?”
“Please, call me Lucifer...Wreckage has told me all about you...I think you'll fit right in with my little family of misfits...”
“Welcome to the island of misfit toys”
“What is this? The land of misfit models?”