“Kevin slapped a box of hot dogs down on the rock. “What the hell was that?” “A kiss. It’s something guys like me do with girls we like. But don’t worry, someday you’ll find one drunk enough to let you try it.”

“Don’t worry. It’ll never happen again. You know me, I do date occasionally, but I usually spend at least a few normal, boring days with a guy before we rock the house down. Of course, no one ever rocked my house down the way this guy did. He leveled the mother to its foundations. (Sunshine)”

“Evelyn: [drunk] You're wondering, 'What is a place like me doing in a girl like this?'Rick: Yeah, something like that.”

“Let me get straight on this. You don’t want to be the girl to wear out your welcome, but you’ll be the girl who lets him wear out your vagina?”She slaps my arm in the dark. “That’s just crude, Laurie.” She giggles. “But oh so true. He did wear it out like a champ.”

“Girl with a pie, I’ll call it. It’s almost like guy with an axe, if you squint hard enough.”

“Worrying is like a rocking chair, it gives you something to do, but it gets you nowhere.”