Quotes

Mmmm tasty quotes just for you!

 

Favorite Quote:

Greg: I'm bored.. I just calculated that 4.2KwH UPS (Uninterruptible Power Supply) has as much stored energy as about 2.6 pounds of Spam.

My Quotes:

Sniping people is harder when they are running perpendicular to you.

That Nissan Sentra over there looks like it needs some thermite on the hood. I am sure I can take all my work back that I never got paid for.

Why the heck aren't processors hot swappable? They should be hot swappable!

Is this cart yours?

Do you have a vacuum? Like one with a hose?

Jesus is in YOUR pants!

Who's your deity?

My TI-89 has more bass than that piece of crap! (In reference to a car with no bass, I dislike lots of bass that is annoying, but I HATE people who    try to be cool by showing off their system when it sounds horrid, BTW TI-89's don't have sound or a sound port. Just a clock and data line.)

Boy I am impressed!

No I am sorry I don't usually eat girl scouts (A good response to those girls scouts that hover around the entrance at Fred Meyers

Jesus is in Steve's pants.

Yo prendo fuego a los animales pequenos. (I set fire to the small animals) not true but it makes Mrs. Phelps mad

"Yo dulce acaricio los animales pequenos." ( I sweetly caress the small animals )The mod we made to the above statement after la censura cut the fun

No me gusta la censura. (I don't like the sensor) Also makes Mrs. Phelps mad because she is the sensor.

Pi rules (duh)

Hola Vincent vaca cafe de oscilloscope (Hello Vincent brown cow of oscilloscope) Greg

Principe Egas! (Prince Egas <sage>) Yes this is sage

Donde esta tu vaca/pantalones/nino/papas? (Where is your cow/pants/baby/potatoes)

Sdown G? (Jive talk from Andy)

Miach! (derived from the term used for a female dog)

Holy CRAP!

Tiempos buenos! (Good times)

mmm... ˇAno de cerdo! (um you translate it =)

mmm... ˇsabrosos!

Welcome to the Ghetto!

Wow this chemistry class is full of absolute idiots (Example: 50.2000 x 10^2....see something wrong with that scientific notation?)

Why the heck does everyone ask me what I am drinking??? My favorite guess is..."pink urine" mmm..tasty...jeeze Sam

Jeebus Pellets

Yes, I am indeed...the ham radio freak

Hey look at these little spots on my hands...must be that Silver Nitrate...eh is just caustic...that's all

Mmm...this acid cabinet smells really good


Random Quotes:

Mr. Dykema: I wish Y2K would have done something. Riots in the streets would have been a good cleansing activity. (In reference to Greg's paper  on population control. = )


Mikel M.: Candied apple butterflies soar through my databases.

Mikel M.: JESUS IS ON A RAMPAGE! (During Spanish 3 after a student with the Spanish name Jesus went deer hunting and (killed Bambi)

Mikel M.: Yo soy Cristo!

Mikel M.: Who's your Jesus!

Mikel M.: My pants are not married, they are single

Mikel M.: I saw a Jewish man in the hallway next to my German restaurant

Mikel M.: O De Fo!


Jared: Stupid pink hating Russian commie! (In reference to Greg)

Jared: Guess I am the only one that knows that...never mind. (talking to the German exchange students about their own country)

Jared: ˇViva Fidel!


Chad: Why do they put a guy like that (Coss) in a cold shop...I mean my GOD! (speaking in reference to something not so pleasant)

Chad: Hello That Guy (I am also known as "that guy")

Chad: I hate CAD

Chad: See you could have a guy with a Zippo or something  jump through this ring and poof and flames....oh yea! (While demonstrating)

Chad: So what exactly are your two guy's names? (He doesn't know me and Greg's name other than I am "that guy" and Greg is "Jesus"

Chad: I have nothing against African Americans...but I got PLENTY against those darn Jews. Man I hate Jews...(later on after more rambling)...dude I want to be a Jew. If I was a Jew I would so rich!


Kern: If we don't die from cancer, we won't die from anything! (Said after Greg and I were sorting chemicals in the chemistry storage room and got some good times odors =))


Sara: Essentially, Trevor is Coss's little (female dog).


Greg: I'm bored.. I just calculated that 4.2KwH UPS (Uninterruptible Power Supply) has as much stored energy as about 2.6 pounds of Spam.

Greg: Nothing quenches your thirst like Bromine water! (very very true)

Greg: I am JESUS!

Greg: And THAT is exactly why you should wear safety goggles in the lab! (After a bottle exploded in the lab due to pressure increases)

Greg: Usted tiene mangos muy agradables. (You have very nice mangos)

Greg: Mooo

Greg: Burn pentagrams, cuz they are evil and stuff and you want to get rid of them.

Greg: Somehow I think showing off burning pentagrams might have somewhat of the opposite effect though...

Greg: ENOUGH WITH THE FRIGGEN' PANTALONES

Greg: Its not v for velocity, its q for quickness

Greg: Woof!

Greg: My beard is married to Mikel's pants

Greg: "Magic beard deflecting bullets"

Greg: Hell is like Andy's pants.. If it ever breaks loose, it's gonna be a pain in the a**?

Greg: Wow! Evil dolphin beard barley necromancy!


Mrs. Phelps: I can see the movie now, "La Barba de Vincinte" It would just have a beard walking around.


Sean: Diet caffeine free Pepsi blue fetus twist one!

Sean: Slightly moist is the only way to be!

Sean: I'm not racist. I love blacks. I think everyone should own at least one. (Hehe...and no he was not serious.)


Steve: Yo cabalgo mi vaca con mi escopetta. (I ride my cow with my shotgun)


Andy: You eat babies!

Andy: Block Nick (um no)

Andy: Why yes I did have dinner last night with the lama in the front yard.


Evil Marble: Mmm fetus juice...

Evil Marble: Mmm sausage milk...

Evil Marble: "Excellent leadership skills"...now that is me! (Said after getting the paper for honors society)

Evil Marble: No me gusta! (Usually accompanied with a pencil and/or pen throwing onto the surface of the desk)


Evil Patrick: Casio rules! (I hate Casio...TI all the way) ed.

Evil Patrick: Woops...it popped.

Evil Patrick: I'll do it!

Evil Patrick: Why work with you and Marble when I could work with Greg and Brandon and actually get the lab done right? (hehe...oops)


"The Coss": Ohhhhkeeeyyyyyy


Eric: Ohhhhkeeeyyyyyy


Britten: Boot Leggin in the Ghetto!

Britten: Bling Bling, (Boot Leggin In Na Ghetto, But Lefty Is Not Good)

Britten: Just tell the beast to get up otherwise you will sell her as a slave in Chicago and make her massage porpoises with moist margarine all day

Britten: Dang it Brandon, why aren't you lactating?

Britten: Like air humping a Eskimo in Nebraska while your dog is having hot jungle sex with a parrot in Toledo


Nick R.: I took off my shoe! (Whispered during physics)


Kern's Substitute: Yes I know grading papers can be one of the most entertaining things you could do as a teacher. (Very bad labs)


Brandon: Hey Nick, Greg was going to grab your butt

Nick: Well he would have been reaching for the wallet right here. Luckily all that's in there is a few receipts and student body cards

Greg: I hope your talking about your wallet


Jared: Greg you stupid pink hating commie.

Greg: Hey...I am Amish remember?

Jared: Oh that's right...well we know Amish people are pretty communistic...so yea


Bryce: Gosh Greg I want a beard like that. I haven't shaved yet and I still don't even have anything!

Andy C: Greg you should rent the beard out to people...sideburns and all


Chad: What are you drinking?

Brandon: Booze

Chad: Really?

Brandon: Yes. You see my lunch pail isn't only a lunch containment unit, it is also a still where I make my own alcoholic beverages

Chad: Wow that thing is really small

Brandon: Yes I know. Its sewn into the inseam of the box.


Chad: Jesus (Greg), turn this bottle of mountain dew into wine right now!

Greg: How about vodka?

Chad: Well we all know Jesus doesn't really like the Russians

Greg: True

Brandon: How about a vodka tonic?


Greg: Potatoes

Brandon: Papas grandes (big potatoes)

Miguel: YO SOY CRISTO! (I AM CHRIST!)

Said during lunch time. Odd place to decide to reveal your large potatoes and that you are Christ :)


Kern: That is why I like you guys, you 2 are efficient workers! (Speaking of Greg and I during 2nd period aide)

Brandon: Well we are real efficient in Spanish class however Mrs. Phelps doesn't appreciate that too much....


Brandon: Patrick, Jesus is in YOUR pants!

Patrick: I am very happy for that....


Ryan T: Yea the blah blah gaming system is going online blah blah (Mrs. Beckius walks up) and the uh...osmosis of the plant causes...um yea....

Mrs. Beckius: Ryan where are your book problems, you overhead problems, etc. etc... (pobre Ryan)


Mr. Diehl: Dang you Brandon nothing but answers on that paper. Your going to get them all wrong.

Brandon: I am pretty sure I won't be getting them wrong.


Kern: What is that? (After taking her keys out of my pocket and my TI-89 cable was mixed up in them)

Brandon: Its a calculator interconnect cable

Brandon: For playing games, etc,

Kern: 175 dollars for games? Boy that expensive\

Brandon: $127.99...it was on sale...


Jamie: I will give you some dreadlocks. Anyone have any glue?!?!

Random Guy: Go kill a horse!

Chad: Jamie stop sniffing.


Mrs. Phelps: See this group, they have adjectives like tall, fat, skinny, stupid, short, smart, big, small, and then JEWISH! What is with that?

(Hehe well Miguel just happened to know how to say "Jewish" so that had to go in obviously.)


God WAS my copilot, then we crashed into a mountain and I had to eat him. (Who said that?)

I found Jesus...he is in the trunk of my car. (Well technically Jesus is in Steve's pants but I think he can teleport)


 

Other than that I will add as I find more in the world :)

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Last Updated: Thursday, April 17, 2003