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: Besides, I heard that song was about his dog. Preston
: It's not about a dog. It's about a woman named Amanda. Who the hell names their dog Amanda? Denise
: My cousin had a dog name Samantha. Preston
: Shut up about the dog, OK?
: There's a mirror right there. Take a look, you're white.
[sees Kenny Fisher posing in a mirror
: Looks like someone's auditioning for "Soul Train." Preston
: Do you have to rat out on everybody? Denise
: Oh, come on! His wardrobe alone leaves him open for public mockery.
: Just so you know, judging from my little experience, I kind of believe in fate. It just works in really fucked up ways sometimes. Preston
: Especially in your case. I'm sorry. You gave that to me, I just had to take it. Take care. Peace out, G!
: I can't believe you pointed at her! Denise
: Look, she didn't see me! What are you, hyperventilating? Preston
: No, I'm hiransing my chi. Denise
: What? Preston
: I'm harnessing my chi.
: Don't laugh at me! Denise
: Were you this weird when we went out? Preston
: Were you this bitchy when we went out? Denise
: Yes, I was a bitchy eighth grader for that whole week, actually!
[During a yearbook signing
] Yearbook Girl
: So why didn't you get your picture taken? Denise
: Specifically to avoid moments like this. Yearbook Girl
: [not paying attention
] Great, thanks!
: Those shoes! Denise
: What? Kenny Fisher
: Do they serve an orthopedic function?
[the crying drunk girl walks up to Preston and Denise up on their arrival at the party
] Mary, Crying Drunk Girl
: Thush bezt tea weveram sisu gizem chext ear!
[subtitle translation: This is the best party ever! I'm so gonna miss you guys next year!
: [watching the drunk girl stumble away
] There's one at every party. Denise
: Kind of makes you never want to drink, huh?
: Don't you want to keep your tassel? You know for $5, you can keep your tassel. Denise
: Yeah, then I can press it between my yearbook and my prom corsage.
: [Sitting on the sink
] It's been on your mind the last six years, you could have mentioned something. Denise
: [Looks at him angrily
] When? When you were ignoring me in the halls, when you were writing Denise Flemming is a tampon on my locker Freshman year! Kenny Fisher
: [Tries to worm his way out of it clearly embarrassed
] I did not write Denise Flemming is a tampon. Denise
: Right, just like you didn't destroy my Cabbage Patch Kid in second grade. Kenny Fisher
: [Gives a shocked look that she remembered that
] Second grade, besides I admitted that right away. Denise
: No you didn't! When I picked her up her head fell off and you started to cry. It kind of tipped me off. Kenny Fisher
: [Makes a face
] I did not cry! Denise
] Ok. Kenny Fisher
: [Finally fesses up he that set someone else up to do the writing
] Fine! I told John Kiseman to write Denise Flemming's a tampon. I felt really bad after.