Gas station guy: Someone's in your back seat!

Brenda: Bloody mary

Natile: You know he was half way normal before *flint louis*. (That's what I heard. I swear)

Parker: Brillant. He's brillant.

Damon: I don't really want this to get around the campus. But I can be a really good listener every once in awhile. Ok?

Parker: Come on Nat. Damon is the best practical joker on this capmus, all right? He once convinched a freshman he was the middle Hanson brother just so he could get laid.

Message on wall: Aren't you glad you didn't turn on the light?

Natile: Your fucking crazy.
Brenda: I perfer the tern extratic.

Brenda: Paybacks a bitch, isn't it Natile?
Natile: Brenda, please you need to get help.
Brenda: I have already tried theropy! Obviously it didn me no good, Natile, and I must say, I'm kind of enjoying all this.

Natile: You won't get away with this.
Brenda: Natile of course I will.

Brenda: Oh great. Rent-a-cop to the rescue.

Brenda: Shit, bullet through the head. Not exactly a Urban Legend, but in the estance of time.