Lauren: Here are my conditions: a carton of Cadbury eggs — good luck finding them, they’re not in season — and I want seven minutes in heaven with you.
Puck: Look — after six hours in that Porta-John, Ozzy himself would have turned to God.
Artie: Not really — it’s Shark Week.
Tina: I kissed him, and it tasted like Lip Smackers.
Kurt: I’ve been sitting in my car for over an hour, waiting for Karofsky to make a Mickey-D’s run.
Kurt: I’ve settled on Celine Dion’s classic, “My Heart Will Go On.”
Rachel: Then go down to 7-Eleven and get some — I need Raisinets!
Brittany: Is this like a Mad Lib or something?
Emma (to Will): Just seeing the Rocky Horror thing reminded me of how much talent you’ve got in glee club.
Rachel (to Will): Ken and Barbie? Are you trying to throw this?
Santana (to Rachel): It means that your boyfriend is full of crap, hobbit.
Santana: That’s right, Yentl. Your sweetheart — he’s been lying to you, ‘cause he and I totally got it on last year.
Warbler: Kurt, meet Pavarotti.
Kurt: I think we should open with “Rio” by Duran Duran.
Emma: I’m pretty sure there’s some Eagles songs.
Brittany: I know I’m more talented than all of you — Britney Spears taught me that.