Damn, what a long title.

Alex: Sleep is for the WEAK! ....and I'm weak.

Thomas: Too fab for this shit!

James: Just came here for the food.

Aaron: Please, don't talk to me. Please, don't talk to me.

George W: JESUS HAVE CHRIST!

Herc (Brother): Are you okay? John (Me): NO, I'M GAY! (Oh look, that rhymed.)

Laf: OooOoooOoooO Somebody's in loooOooOove!~

Phillip: What the actual fudge, dad?

Charles: *walks into George W's tent* You're a piece of crap. *walks out*