I'm not trying to fall in love on the Jersey Shore. I'm just trying to hook up.
You don't come in here on Sunday with a big banana and expect everything to be peaches.
Being called Angelina is like one of the worst things you could ever be called.
The Situation's style is like super obnoxiously aggressive.
My boss seems to think that my hair is gonna fall off & go into the ice cream. This hair ain't movin' my dude. 150mph on the highway on a street bike it doesn't move! What makes you think it's gonna move in a gelato shop?
There's no way I'm going to Jersey without my hair gel, can't leave without my gel.