Anyway, this list was compiled by my brother, Ryan, as he attended Ball State University. He had a roommate his freshman year, named Bart, that talked in his sleep. So, being the sensitive and kind-hearted person that Ryan is, he decided to start a list of the sayings so that he could pull it out at parties and laugh at him. Attached are the highlights of that list.
Bart's Famous Quotes:
- The sunflower goes to the left!
- Well I guess, DANG!
- It's fun. I drove a couple of times.
- Man, these guys can run...or this guy.
- I'm legit
- Come on man, I'm trying to hold my knee in as much as possible.
- You could shut the door!
- Why don't we just fucking leave!? It's just us, isn't it?
- Take this. Take this. Mom. Take this, mom. Mom. MOM!
- Oh shoot! I should have filled up these stupid star-jar thingy majigers.
- Whoops!
- What are we supposed to do? What questions are we to ask?
- You scum!
- Yeah, all right...all right...Wow!!! Uh-oh.
- I don't know, the last time I played jazz with Rocky Julioo was when the kid was in the seventh grade.
- It's too serious, too thick, too many.
- Cause, it was open Saturday, ya' fool!
- Are you having a hard time breathing?
- Did you catch it, Ryan?
- Easy dude, easy dude, easy dude, easy dude, there's no one coming.
- The essays that we need are two big boards to put each word on.
- Did my things come in dad? They did? Sweet!
- I screwed this one in on the wrong side.
- Wait a minute, wait a minute. We don't want to go this way. Why am I going this way? Ooops!
- Ohh, the Rodney King one. This one.
- Especially Allison.
- This goes inward, that goes outward.
- Knock a hundred dollars off there.
- What time is it? Ya know man? Huh? Brent? Hey, Brent?
- Is there glue that goes all the way around this building?
- Jerry scared us.
- Faith!
- It's longer than shit. It's not for me. It's for Dave, I think.
- Dude, he's got me right now, man. I'm serious.
- Mom, I don't know what the song is called.
- Fiberglass broke. Fiberglass broke...the hull. Weak-ass boat.
- Well, I just want to know what the hell it is.
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