Garrett Lambert

It's called 'chillaxing'. Duh!

I wanted ice cream, so I got in line...

I had a dream I was the regular president.

I may be stuck in this vent. It is too early to tell.

I forgot what I am again. Oh, for crying out-- you are a microscope! No, that's a toilet. No, that's clearly a frog who can't get out of a box

And I ask Garrett to please fix the microphone on my laptop. It's doing that thing again.

Magnitude.

Ave Maria! No, thank you.

Garrett, here he comes. Get up. I can't. It's too heavy! Garrett, now. Now.

Dean! There is a fire in the cafeteria. Garrett, not now!

All I know is that it's my birthday

I want my future kids to know this happened

Mr. Winger, when did you stop being funny?

If I was Glip Glop, why would I be holding a tennis ball on a stick?

Why am I wearing a blouse?

Who am I? What's my motivation? Why am I doing or saying anything that I am saying or doing, I need more, I need more than what I'm getting.

That's like cutting Cowboy out of Midnight Cowboy.

Old DC. Okay fine, Vicki, you're a music major, not a history major.

I think if you ask Vicki the color of her mother's eyes, she would say dead. Or, maybe she would say $7 a seat.

Boo! We'd rather you boo. It means you felt something.

Like, you don't have to be dicks.

This is me, Garrett. I'm in your class.

He said he was there for the such.

I remember I was sweating a lot, and breathing heavy, and my heart felt like it was going to burst in my chest. But the day I met Stacy, most of those symptoms actually declined.

I know I look pretty complete. Somebody over there laughed at that the wrong way.

Your was louder than what I said.

Well that, those aren't really vows. That's a list of things you love about me, yeah.

Stacy, will you be my legally incestuous wife?

Everyone stay and eat cake, or go to hell.

Mr. Winger, Garrett's holding Leonard's hand again. Garrett, stop doing that. I'm checking for a pulse.