If you sprinkle when you tinkle please be neat and wipe the seat.

I guess we're all a bunch of mismatched couples - that actually fit

Mr. Latino with the big ego got bested by a ditzy, blond bimbo.

I saw you happy. Happier than you've been in a long time. With someone you like that much, the lows are as low as the highs are high.

You once said you loved me. Do you still?" My sister is watching this exchange between us. She smiles warmly at me, giving me the strength to tell him the truth. "I never stopped loving you. Even when I tried desperately to forget you. I couldn't.

I'm standing here, holding a half a lemon in my hand. I'm speechless, I'm excited . . . I'm a wreck. Caleb wants to be where I am.

[about her offer of a Swedish massage] Alex: You're not Swedish. Brittany: Yeah, well, neither are you. So if I do it wrong you'll never know the difference.