<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009</id><updated>2012-02-08T13:04:07.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things My Roommate Says</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>darcydatebars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390514293616607039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JO1IFsLUfy8/TjISKYyEGnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hKjXc196qdw/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B17.53%2B%25233.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-2081657958905206278</id><published>2012-02-08T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T13:04:07.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rebecca: "My life is complete! Like I can just go ahead and die now! Not because I'm sad, but because everything I've ever wanted is complete!!"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm going to play hard to get"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-2081657958905206278?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2081657958905206278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2012/02/rebecca-my-life-is-complete-like-i-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/2081657958905206278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/2081657958905206278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2012/02/rebecca-my-life-is-complete-like-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Ripe Green Pears</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Ue_fIVEFT4/TsnZuBo5ysI/AAAAAAAAAA8/oc0TRCMB_A8/s220/110_0343.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-1921405927132883386</id><published>2011-12-15T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T23:34:41.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ashley(Me): I don't know what I ate today, but I've had like stomach cramps all day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rebecca: That's the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-1921405927132883386?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' 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href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/12/om-nom-nom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/8554382525282453638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/8554382525282453638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/12/om-nom-nom.html' title='Om nom nom'/><author><name>plaidnature</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834066819631651437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-694225311757080634</id><published>2011-12-11T16:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T16:14:16.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Susan: Rebecca, get out of my laundry bag!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-694225311757080634?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/694225311757080634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/12/susan-rebecca-get-out-of-my-laundry-bag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/694225311757080634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/694225311757080634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Ue_fIVEFT4/TsnZuBo5ysI/AAAAAAAAAA8/oc0TRCMB_A8/s220/110_0343.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-4254875119248960199</id><published>2011-12-04T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T19:38:22.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zoë: My life is basically a moist back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-4254875119248960199?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4254875119248960199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/12/zoe-my-life-is-basically-moist-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/4254875119248960199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/4254875119248960199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/12/zoe-my-life-is-basically-moist-back.html' title=''/><author><name>RebReb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605753376127761752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XsR5MzK-dnM/TdVMRGZmPNI/AAAAAAAAAG4/xUcmudLSFGo/s220/230572_1787609378857_1498230108_31669487_4171535_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-4646540001831923656</id><published>2011-11-21T20:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T20:42:52.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Rebecca "I have a MONSTER crotch!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-4646540001831923656?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4646540001831923656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/11/rebecca-i-have-monster-crotch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/4646540001831923656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/4646540001831923656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/11/rebecca-i-have-monster-crotch.html' title=''/><author><name>Ripe Green Pears</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Ue_fIVEFT4/TsnZuBo5ysI/AAAAAAAAAA8/oc0TRCMB_A8/s220/110_0343.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-3423582244189438934</id><published>2011-11-21T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T13:08:01.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Amanda talking about her sister's 21st birthday party, "My sister didn't wake up until 2 o'clock on Sunday."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anna: "Don't worry, I can do that sober."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-3423582244189438934?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3423582244189438934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/11/amanda-talking-about-her-sisters-21st.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/3423582244189438934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/3423582244189438934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/11/amanda-talking-about-her-sisters-21st.html' title=''/><author><name>Ripe Green Pears</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Ue_fIVEFT4/TsnZuBo5ysI/AAAAAAAAAA8/oc0TRCMB_A8/s220/110_0343.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-8457996350793871183</id><published>2011-11-20T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T20:40:45.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;More Rebecca:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"V-A-G-I-N-A-S! Vaginas! Go go Vaginas! Go Vaginas! I want to get married."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Susan: "Guess what I have in my notebook?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rebecca: PENISES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Susan: No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rebecca: No?! I just farted! It was quiet. It happened when I was laughing. It was like my butt was laughing with me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'm gaseous all of a sudden."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Tell Emily that it's MY vagina. Not hers. MINE."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I was rolling over and my legs fell open. It just happened. Gravity. It's science."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I am not a raging weirdo. I'm a raging normal."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-8457996350793871183?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8457996350793871183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/11/more-rebecca-v-g-i-n-s-vaginas-go-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/8457996350793871183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/8457996350793871183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/11/more-rebecca-v-g-i-n-s-vaginas-go-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Ripe Green Pears</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Ue_fIVEFT4/TsnZuBo5ysI/AAAAAAAAAA8/oc0TRCMB_A8/s220/110_0343.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-2272962264649275566</id><published>2011-11-20T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T20:40:18.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;These are all Rebecca (courtesy of Susan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rebecca singing: "I've lost my filter. I'm like a broken air conditioner!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rebecca turning on a light: "Let there be light! And it was good! I am Jesus!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Your boobs were in the way of my face".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"A penis is like an exploded vagina".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"My name does not define my gender. My lack of penis defines my gender. My vagines says GIRL!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I don't mean for my legs to open. They just open!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Susan, can I fart?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-2272962264649275566?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2272962264649275566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/11/these-are-all-rebecca-courtesy-of-susan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/2272962264649275566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/2272962264649275566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/11/these-are-all-rebecca-courtesy-of-susan.html' title=''/><author><name>Ripe Green Pears</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Ue_fIVEFT4/TsnZuBo5ysI/AAAAAAAAAA8/oc0TRCMB_A8/s220/110_0343.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-4179460905613474682</id><published>2011-11-20T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T20:18:30.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Rebecca: "You know what they say about big feet? Big Shoes."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rebecca: "Stick this in the hole. Penispenispenis."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rebecca: "4 day weekend, 4 day weekend, we're going to go streaking in the Arb! Nakednakednakednaked BOOB!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ashley: "I'M THRUSTING MY VAGINA AT THE WINDOW!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can explain that ^ it's not what you think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rebecca:"I can get fat and buy new clothes! Or I could get skinny, but that would take a lot more effort."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A special thanks to Susan for having these beauties (and several more) saved on her computer. :) More quotes by Rebecca (when her filter goes) will be up soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-4179460905613474682?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4179460905613474682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/11/rebecca-you-know-what-they-say-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/4179460905613474682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/4179460905613474682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/11/rebecca-you-know-what-they-say-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Ripe Green Pears</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Ue_fIVEFT4/TsnZuBo5ysI/AAAAAAAAAA8/oc0TRCMB_A8/s220/110_0343.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-6005890746582479835</id><published>2011-11-15T20:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T20:14:35.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Susan: Everyone there started talking about poop and I was like "these are my people!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-6005890746582479835?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6005890746582479835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/11/susan-everyone-there-started-talking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/6005890746582479835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/6005890746582479835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/11/susan-everyone-there-started-talking.html' title=''/><author><name>RebReb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605753376127761752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XsR5MzK-dnM/TdVMRGZmPNI/AAAAAAAAAG4/xUcmudLSFGo/s220/230572_1787609378857_1498230108_31669487_4171535_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-357216350837786286</id><published>2011-11-15T06:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T06:51:56.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Darcy: I really don't like children. They always have jam on their hands, even if there isn't any jam!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Susan: If you have to tell yourself you're normal, then you probably aren't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-357216350837786286?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/357216350837786286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/11/darcy-i-really-dont-like-children.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/357216350837786286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/357216350837786286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/11/darcy-i-really-dont-like-children.html' title=''/><author><name>RebReb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605753376127761752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XsR5MzK-dnM/TdVMRGZmPNI/AAAAAAAAAG4/xUcmudLSFGo/s220/230572_1787609378857_1498230108_31669487_4171535_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-3281622197023051003</id><published>2011-11-12T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T12:26:15.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ashley: I'm 1/64th African American.&lt;div&gt;Rebecca: That doesn't really count...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ashley: Yes it does! I'm a MINORITY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-3281622197023051003?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3281622197023051003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/11/ashley-im-164th-african-american.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/3281622197023051003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/3281622197023051003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/11/ashley-im-164th-african-american.html' title=''/><author><name>RebReb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605753376127761752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XsR5MzK-dnM/TdVMRGZmPNI/AAAAAAAAAG4/xUcmudLSFGo/s220/230572_1787609378857_1498230108_31669487_4171535_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-6762492690846317959</id><published>2011-11-08T20:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T20:21:52.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ashley: I'm going to read you this sonnet the same way that I wrote it: standing on my ottoman!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-6762492690846317959?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6762492690846317959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/11/ashley-im-going-to-read-you-this-sonnet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/6762492690846317959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/6762492690846317959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/11/ashley-im-going-to-read-you-this-sonnet.html' title=''/><author><name>RebReb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605753376127761752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XsR5MzK-dnM/TdVMRGZmPNI/AAAAAAAAAG4/xUcmudLSFGo/s220/230572_1787609378857_1498230108_31669487_4171535_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-7380285265244370306</id><published>2011-10-19T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T12:19:25.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>32</title><content type='html'>Darcy: "I thought there was a bar under the chair and I was going to put my foot on it but then there wasn't a bar so I just put my foot on your foot!" Zoe: "Yeaaaah..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-7380285265244370306?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7380285265244370306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/10/32.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/7380285265244370306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/7380285265244370306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/10/32.html' title='32'/><author><name>darcydatebars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390514293616607039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JO1IFsLUfy8/TjISKYyEGnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hKjXc196qdw/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B17.53%2B%25233.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-6285345622587986351</id><published>2011-10-13T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T17:12:35.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>31</title><content type='html'>"Why did I touch it?! It just looked so deformed that I wanted to touch it!" -Zoe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-6285345622587986351?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6285345622587986351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/10/31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/6285345622587986351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/6285345622587986351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/10/31.html' title='31'/><author><name>darcydatebars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390514293616607039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JO1IFsLUfy8/TjISKYyEGnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hKjXc196qdw/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B17.53%2B%25233.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-7183459335692636687</id><published>2011-10-03T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T20:18:58.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30.</title><content type='html'>Rebecca, after blowing air through her lips to make them rumble (like a raspberry but just in the air) "Just call me Rebecca the horse! Actually wait don't call me that" A few minutes later: "Straight from the horses mouth!"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Rebecca: "I'm going to eat a peanut butter granola bar because peanut butter to me is like the nectar of the GODS! I really like peanut butter sometimes I just eat it. I'm going to go walk in the hallway."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-7183459335692636687?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7183459335692636687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/7183459335692636687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/7183459335692636687'/><author><name>plaidnature</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834066819631651437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-4498030534638311762</id><published>2011-09-23T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T14:39:45.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>29.</title><content type='html'>Rebecca: "I don't need sleep! That's for the weak ..and the well-rested and the happy, but that's beside the point."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca: After she just finished counting her underwear: "Underwear is my weakness. You walk into a store and want something new. They don't have very cute shirts and their pants are kind of expensive. So I go to the underwear. They always have cute underwear and you need them! People wear underwear everyday but I don't wear pants everyday!" &lt;br /&gt;"I'm going to go tell everybody I have 57 pairs of underwear!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lenny:  "I need to stop eating everything I see."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-4498030534638311762?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4498030534638311762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/4498030534638311762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/4498030534638311762'/><author><name>plaidnature</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834066819631651437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-5603136210430063675</id><published>2011-09-12T07:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T07:40:13.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>28.  A New Year.</title><content type='html'>Well, as many are aware, I am now living with Big Z.  Thusly I have taken it upon myself to record her continuing craziness (as well as others') here on this blog that Darcy used to update most frequently.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If I ever get married, I'm never doing my husband's laundry." -Big Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God, Texas is  fucking huge state!" -Big Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"Want to share this chair with me?" -Anna&lt;br /&gt;-"No, it's really hard to share upholstered chairs." -Ashley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-5603136210430063675?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5603136210430063675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/5603136210430063675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/5603136210430063675'/><author><name>plaidnature</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834066819631651437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-4064468821950552186</id><published>2011-05-22T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T14:58:08.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>27</title><content type='html'>Bethany:  Something along the lines of... "Sometimes I eat chocolate as a reward for studying."&lt;br /&gt;Darcy:  "Yeah, I do that with bathroom breaks.  I say to myself, 'If I read 50 pages, then I can go pee.'"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-4064468821950552186?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4064468821950552186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/4064468821950552186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/4064468821950552186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/27.html' title='27'/><author><name>plaidnature</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834066819631651437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-78653140610605954</id><published>2011-05-22T10:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T14:58:08.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>26</title><content type='html'>Emily:  "Do you guys know what that horn is for?  Other than to signal that the rapture is here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna: "If you want to have deep conversations, just get me up in a tree."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna:  "He's like a completely different person without his clothes on!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe:  "We should domesticate the squirrels, breed them, and then sell them in the bookmark!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-78653140610605954?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/78653140610605954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/78653140610605954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/78653140610605954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/26.html' title='26'/><author><name>plaidnature</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834066819631651437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-7307325078345935877</id><published>2011-05-17T21:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T21:54:53.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>25</title><content type='html'>Zoe (as a man): "Shitfuck! I dropped my jerky on the floor! It's like dropping my manhood!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-7307325078345935877?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7307325078345935877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/7307325078345935877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/7307325078345935877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/25.html' title='25'/><author><name>darcydatebars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390514293616607039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JO1IFsLUfy8/TjISKYyEGnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hKjXc196qdw/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B17.53%2B%25233.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-8483837704584523793</id><published>2011-05-17T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T21:23:48.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24th</title><content type='html'>Zoe (as a man): "I have glorious balls... except when they stick to my leg... shitfuck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca: "I'm not actually having anal sex."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-8483837704584523793?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8483837704584523793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/24th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/8483837704584523793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/8483837704584523793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/24th.html' title='24th'/><author><name>darcydatebars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390514293616607039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JO1IFsLUfy8/TjISKYyEGnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hKjXc196qdw/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B17.53%2B%25233.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-8473434683051632399</id><published>2011-05-15T12:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T12:08:45.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>23</title><content type='html'>Zoe: "Your wall looks so weird..."&lt;br /&gt;Darcy: "Well, I guess I'll just knock the wall down!"&lt;br /&gt;Zoe: "No! Then everyone would see us when we are naked!"&lt;br /&gt;Darcy: (Laughs)&lt;br /&gt;Zoe: "Well.... they would...."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-8473434683051632399?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8473434683051632399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/8473434683051632399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/8473434683051632399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/23.html' title='23'/><author><name>darcydatebars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390514293616607039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JO1IFsLUfy8/TjISKYyEGnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hKjXc196qdw/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B17.53%2B%25233.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-7156686298278534818</id><published>2011-05-09T20:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T20:35:49.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>22</title><content type='html'>Darcy: "I don't believe in babies.  Especially not moustache babies with shoes on."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-7156686298278534818?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7156686298278534818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/7156686298278534818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/7156686298278534818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/22.html' title='22'/><author><name>plaidnature</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834066819631651437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-990606873411155343</id><published>2011-05-09T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T18:25:16.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>21st</title><content type='html'>Rebecca: "Yours is more penis-y than mine. You stick it in a hole?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe: "We should go on a wild road trip across the country, liberating garden gnomes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley: "Sleep deprivation is like this: I had a plant and it wilted when I didn't water it. Like sleep deprivation. Then I watered it too much. And then it died. But I didn't die!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-990606873411155343?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/990606873411155343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/21st.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/990606873411155343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/990606873411155343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/21st.html' title='21st'/><author><name>darcydatebars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390514293616607039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JO1IFsLUfy8/TjISKYyEGnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hKjXc196qdw/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B17.53%2B%25233.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-6096095513965528843</id><published>2011-05-08T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T19:14:16.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20</title><content type='html'>Anna: "He sat right next to me! He smells like children! Like, that sticky smell. Like a child." Zoe: (eating a fruit strip) "Like this?" Anna: "Yeah, but not fruity. Just the sticky."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-6096095513965528843?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6096095513965528843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/6096095513965528843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/6096095513965528843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/20.html' title='20'/><author><name>darcydatebars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390514293616607039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JO1IFsLUfy8/TjISKYyEGnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hKjXc196qdw/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B17.53%2B%25233.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-8970787734144249471</id><published>2011-05-05T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T19:50:18.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>19th</title><content type='html'>Darcy: (sneezes)&lt;br /&gt;Zoe: "Bless you."&lt;br /&gt;Darcy: "Thanks, I appreciate your blessing"&lt;br /&gt;Zoe: "Yeah, I'm basically a priest."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-8970787734144249471?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8970787734144249471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/19th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/8970787734144249471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/8970787734144249471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/19th.html' title='19th'/><author><name>darcydatebars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390514293616607039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JO1IFsLUfy8/TjISKYyEGnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hKjXc196qdw/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B17.53%2B%25233.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-4915117841829336591</id><published>2011-05-03T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T12:58:37.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>18</title><content type='html'>Zoe:  "Choking on cheeseballs is not really the way I want to go."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-4915117841829336591?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4915117841829336591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/4915117841829336591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/4915117841829336591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/18.html' title='18'/><author><name>plaidnature</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834066819631651437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-313013922610337373</id><published>2011-05-01T20:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T20:05:57.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>17</title><content type='html'>Zoe (regarding Osama Bin Laden's death): "I bet George Bush pooped his pants with joy!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-313013922610337373?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/313013922610337373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/313013922610337373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/313013922610337373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/17.html' title='17'/><author><name>darcydatebars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390514293616607039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JO1IFsLUfy8/TjISKYyEGnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hKjXc196qdw/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B17.53%2B%25233.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-1238502015835188524</id><published>2011-05-01T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T18:18:16.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>post 16</title><content type='html'>Zoe: "I want to play games with (insert name of hot guy) at night!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-1238502015835188524?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1238502015835188524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/post-16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/1238502015835188524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/1238502015835188524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/05/post-16.html' title='post 16'/><author><name>darcydatebars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390514293616607039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JO1IFsLUfy8/TjISKYyEGnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hKjXc196qdw/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B17.53%2B%25233.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-7707512670924902809</id><published>2011-04-27T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T22:01:16.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15th</title><content type='html'>Anna: "I like your grandma"&lt;br /&gt;Darcy: "Well... she died"&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca: "Grandmas do that sometimes."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-7707512670924902809?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7707512670924902809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/15th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/7707512670924902809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/7707512670924902809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/15th.html' title='15th'/><author><name>darcydatebars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390514293616607039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JO1IFsLUfy8/TjISKYyEGnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hKjXc196qdw/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B17.53%2B%25233.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-7919011822461990750</id><published>2011-04-26T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T20:08:07.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>14</title><content type='html'>Zoe: "Excuse me, why don't you eat your spinach instead of your girlfriend?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-7919011822461990750?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7919011822461990750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/7919011822461990750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/7919011822461990750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/14.html' title='14'/><author><name>darcydatebars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390514293616607039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JO1IFsLUfy8/TjISKYyEGnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hKjXc196qdw/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B17.53%2B%25233.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-7749009986093097806</id><published>2011-04-19T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T21:04:05.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Numba 13</title><content type='html'>Ashley: "I drew a really good tree once."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe: "Anthropology is good if you enjoy banging your head against the table."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-7749009986093097806?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7749009986093097806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/lucky-numba-13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/7749009986093097806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/7749009986093097806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/lucky-numba-13.html' title='Lucky Numba 13'/><author><name>plaidnature</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834066819631651437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-2618528274663604374</id><published>2011-04-17T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T18:40:34.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12th post</title><content type='html'>Joycelyn, in the car, dancing gangsta while sitting:  "When I came to America I was not this ghetto!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-2618528274663604374?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2618528274663604374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/12th-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/2618528274663604374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/2618528274663604374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/12th-post.html' title='12th post'/><author><name>plaidnature</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834066819631651437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-3721606420069756863</id><published>2011-04-15T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T15:58:56.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11th Post</title><content type='html'>Zoe (on the phone with her mom): "Do you wanna know the last time I washed my towels, Mom? ... January. I know it's gross! I don't get blood on my towels, Mom! I know it's gross! I feel disgusting every time I take a shower. That's not supposed to happen. You keep saying it's disgusting... I haven't cleaned my sheets either.... I know! Ok, I will. I'll call you when I've washed them so you'll touch me again. Ok... bye..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-3721606420069756863?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3721606420069756863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/11th-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/3721606420069756863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/3721606420069756863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/11th-post.html' title='11th Post'/><author><name>darcydatebars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390514293616607039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JO1IFsLUfy8/TjISKYyEGnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hKjXc196qdw/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B17.53%2B%25233.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-3047578802328328214</id><published>2011-04-15T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T15:26:22.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10</title><content type='html'>Zoe (on the phone with her mom): Maybe that's what I'll do when I grow up... be a Zorse breeder. ...I'll hire someone to pick up the poop."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-3047578802328328214?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3047578802328328214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/3047578802328328214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/3047578802328328214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/10.html' title='10'/><author><name>darcydatebars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390514293616607039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JO1IFsLUfy8/TjISKYyEGnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hKjXc196qdw/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B17.53%2B%25233.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-6589304611650506352</id><published>2011-04-14T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T19:39:52.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 9</title><content type='html'>Zoe: "I'll have an illustrious summer affair with a locksmith and he'll make us keys. So we can&lt;br /&gt;get into each other's buildings. Does anyone know any attractive locksmiths?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe: "Shit you hit my junk! Those are sensitive goods!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe: "Bring back a baby eagle, bitch! I want it! We could keep it in our room and use it to&lt;br /&gt;send messages."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe: "I am a warm, dry dingbat!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-6589304611650506352?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6589304611650506352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/post-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/6589304611650506352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/6589304611650506352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/post-9.html' title='Post 9'/><author><name>darcydatebars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390514293616607039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JO1IFsLUfy8/TjISKYyEGnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hKjXc196qdw/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B17.53%2B%25233.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-5405604061222016440</id><published>2011-04-11T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T20:56:52.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 8</title><content type='html'>Zoe: "What? You're making fun of me because I wore diapers and thought I had an immaculate conception!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley: "Mmmmm.... tastes like my grandma." (Talking about Fig Newtons)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-5405604061222016440?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5405604061222016440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/post-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/5405604061222016440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/5405604061222016440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/post-8.html' title='Post 8'/><author><name>darcydatebars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390514293616607039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JO1IFsLUfy8/TjISKYyEGnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hKjXc196qdw/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B17.53%2B%25233.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-904842914945191591</id><published>2011-04-11T19:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T19:17:41.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7th Post</title><content type='html'>Zoe: "I would not poop on a couch! That's disgusting! What kind of person do you think I am?!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-904842914945191591?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/904842914945191591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/7th-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/904842914945191591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/904842914945191591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/7th-post.html' title='7th Post'/><author><name>darcydatebars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390514293616607039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JO1IFsLUfy8/TjISKYyEGnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hKjXc196qdw/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B17.53%2B%25233.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-2625392293685891895</id><published>2011-04-11T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T18:53:14.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 6</title><content type='html'>Joycelyn, talking about wasting phone minutes:  "See?  This is why I don't use my minutes!  I save them for an emergency, like when I'm stuck in the bathroom and there is no toilet paper!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-2625392293685891895?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2625392293685891895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/post-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/2625392293685891895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/2625392293685891895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/post-6.html' title='Post 6'/><author><name>plaidnature</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834066819631651437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-2263508451664097070</id><published>2011-04-10T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T21:44:47.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 5th Post</title><content type='html'>“I thought those were cats, but they’re definitely just plastic bags.” –Anna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There is a tree directly behind you.” –Darcy in her sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Forks are overrated.  Eating lettuce with my fingers makes me feel closer to nature, like I just pulled it off a tree.” –Zoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I moved quickly through the ice, and now I am here!” –Zoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I should just live in the wilderness and eat leaves off of trees, like a giraffe.” –Zoe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That beast is fuckin scary!” –Darcy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There’s not enough boys” –Darcy in her sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wouldn’t it be funny if we hit a deer?” –Zoe, past midnight on drive back to dorm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I wanna be old, but I’m afraid it’s a scam.” –Big Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m tired.  I’ll do anything when I’m tired.” –Big Z  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m going to touch your hair; there is something in it.  … It was a spider.” –lady behind Zoe at nobel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That has numbers in it!! I can’t comprehend that!!” –Ashley, talking about how many days are left until Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I wasn’t saying that your boobs are disproportionate, I was just saying that if I was a man I would probably be a sick bastard and just stare at your boobs.” –Zoe to Darcy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-2263508451664097070?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2263508451664097070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/5th-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/2263508451664097070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/2263508451664097070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/5th-post.html' title='The 5th Post'/><author><name>plaidnature</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13834066819631651437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-2249443837026681248</id><published>2011-04-08T15:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T15:06:00.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fourth Post</title><content type='html'>Zoe: "I just want to make a bunch of waffles and put them on my legs... and then eat them"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe: "Is that an angel? Blowing a trumpet on your cup?" Darcy: "Uh... no. It's a jazz cup."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-2249443837026681248?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2249443837026681248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/fourth-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/2249443837026681248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/2249443837026681248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/fourth-post.html' title='The Fourth Post'/><author><name>darcydatebars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390514293616607039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JO1IFsLUfy8/TjISKYyEGnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hKjXc196qdw/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B17.53%2B%25233.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-8333258550696218315</id><published>2011-04-08T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T12:16:45.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The third post</title><content type='html'>Zoe: (In singsong voice) "There's an imaginary person here, but you can see their boobies popping out!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-8333258550696218315?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JO1IFsLUfy8/TjISKYyEGnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hKjXc196qdw/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B17.53%2B%25233.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719752602485309009.post-1917088874301223473</id><published>2011-04-07T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T19:32:18.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Second Post</title><content type='html'>Special thanks to Susan for having a Zoe quote saved on her computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe: "If you didn't know what this was, would you touch this?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-1917088874301223473?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1917088874301223473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/second-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/1917088874301223473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/1917088874301223473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/second-post.html' title='The Second Post'/><author><name>darcydatebars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390514293616607039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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I HAVE TO PEE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe: "With Zesty chips comes great responsibility"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;Zoe:"All we need is a 50's housewife to clean our shithole!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe: "It was awkward and sticky all over my face!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I just want to eat these chords for breakfast! Zoe: "Or drink them like an iced coffee!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;Zoe's thoughts on pay day: "It used to be like, oh, I'm another month older, I'm going to die soon, but now it's like oh, money, I like money."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I can definitely see your ass right now" Zoe: "Enjoy it, Enjoy it!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719752602485309009-5614109307472417149?l=cultquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5614109307472417149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/first-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/5614109307472417149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719752602485309009/posts/default/5614109307472417149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cultquotes.blogspot.com/2011/04/first-post.html' title='The First Post'/><author><name>darcydatebars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390514293616607039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JO1IFsLUfy8/TjISKYyEGnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hKjXc196qdw/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-27%2Bat%2B17.53%2B%25233.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
