|This is where Dionne lives. She's my friend because we both know what it's like for people to be jealous of us.|
|Isn't my house classic? The columns date all the way back to 1972.|
|Okay, so you're probably going, "Is this like a Noxzema commercial or what?" But seriously, I actually have a way normal life for a teenage girl. |
|Amber: Ms. Stoeger, my plastic surgeon doesn't want me doing any activity where balls fly at my nose.
Dionne: Well, there goes your social life.
|Miss Stoeger, I would just like to say that physical education in this school is a disgrace. I mean, standing in line for forty minutes is hardly aerobically effective. I doubt I've worked off the calories in a stick of Carefree gum.|
|Why should I listen to you anyway? You're a virgin who can't drive.|
|Cher, I don't want to do this anymore. And my buns: they don't feel nothin' like steel.|
|That's Ren and Stimpy they're totally existential.|
|Cher: Doesn't she look classic?|
Elton: Yeah, beautiful.
Cher: She looks like one of those Botticelli chicks.
|He's a disco-dancing, Oscar Wilde-reading, Streisand ticket-holding friend of Dorothy, know what I'm saying?|
|She's a full on Monet.|
|Looks like we're gonna have to make a cameo at the Val party.|
|You see how picky I am about my shoes and they only go on my feet.|
|Cher's saving herself for Luke Perry.|
|Dionne and I were both named after famous singers of the past, who now do infomercials.|
|Dionne and her boyfriend Murray are in this dramatic relationship. I think they've seen that Ike and Tina Turner movie too many times.|
|Searching for a boy in high school is as useless as searching for meaning in a Pauly Shore movie.|
|Josh: Hey, James Bond, in America we drive on the right side of the road.|
Cher: I am. You try driving in platforms.
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