“The cuter the boy, the mushier your brain.”
“And your life,' Katie said to Christy, 'is turning into a rather predictable romance. Girl meets boy. Boy is a dork for four years. Girl blossoms into a gorgeous woman. Boy finds his brain. Girl turns into starry-eyed mush head.”
“Kyle chuckled as he turned back to the road, “Even cuter when you blush.”
“This is your brain. This is your brain on Oklahoma!”
“I was a teenage boy once too, you know," Uncle Mort said, popping back up. "I know what your brain looks like. It's a three-ring circus in there.”
“This your brain. This is your brain on Facebook. Any questions?”