Who’s gonna turn down a Junior Mint? It’s chocolate, it’s peppermint; it’s delicious!
Oh, I mentioned the bisque.
You can stuff your sorries in a sack, mister!
Tippy-toe! Tippy-toe!
Hey George, the ocean called; they’re running out of shrimp.
Yes… only a game…
According to your story, Hernandez passes you and starts walking up the ramp. Then you say you were struck on the right temple. The spit then proceeds to ricochet off the temple, striking Newman between the third and fourth rib. The spit then came off the rib turned and hit Newman in the right wrist, causing him to drop his baseball cap. The spit then splashed off the wrist, pauses — in mid air, mind you — makes a left turn and lands on Newman’s left thigh. That is one magic loogie.
Goodnight, Jugdish!
Elaine: You’ve never felt remorse.
** Jerry:** I know. I feel bad about that.
See, that’s why you’re going to Hell.
Now that I know that Steve Bannon makes money on Seinfeld reruns I’ve stopped watching them, and I’ve stopped using Seinfeld quotes, too.
Kramer: You’re a rabid anti-dentite! Oh, it starts with a few jokes and some slurs. “Hey, denty!” Next thing you know you’re saying they should have their own schools.
Jerry: They DO have their own schools!
No, I’m sorry, it was “the Moops.”
They’re all chickens. The rooster has sex with all of them.
That’s perverse!
There’s no depravity!
** Jerry:** Hello?
Telemarketer: Would you be interested in a subscription to The New York Times?
Jerry: Yes. [hangs up]
As of today I am a proud parent of a one-mile stretch of the Arthur Berkhardt Expressway.
I never knew Kennedy had such a temper.
Yada yada yada
But you yada yada’d over the best part.