“You mean like those UFOs over Phoenix?”
Once again, a UFO has landed in America, the only country UFOs ever seem to land in.
We’re not hosting an intergalactic kegger down here.
Get away from her, you bitch!
Language.
Oh, God, I love it when you talk dirty.
I’ll have what she’s having.
Hey, yo, Florence, could I have some french fries with gravy, please.
I don’t tip because society says I have to. All right, if someone deserves a tip, if they really put forth an effort, I’ll give them something a little something extra. But this tipping automatically, it’s for the birds. As far as I’m concerned, they’re just doing their job.
Aw, c’mon, you’ll love it! Tractor tippin’ is funnnnn!
You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.
I can’t believe what a bunch of nerds we are. We’re looking up money laundering in a dictionary.
NERRRRRRRRDSS! 
BRAAAAAAINS! 
Oh, the moon! That might explain things. You see, the moon affects the brain.
That’s no moon. . .it’s a space station.
[Mooning Mox and Billy Bob through the truck window] Good moonin, boys! Good moonin! I have been up since the crack of dawn and I had to *ass* you a question.
You know, my kidneys feel a lot better in this position. Maybe it’s that I’m not doing any calisthenics. You know, if I did some sit-ups in the morning or bent over like this I’d probably feel 
‘Moooon River…’
Woman! WHOAH, man!
I have called these few witnesses to assist me in graphically illustrating my point that woman as the equal of man is entitled to equality before the law.