As Josh pulls on Emmett's arm hair
Emmett: I'm not hairy for you. I'm hairy for survival.
Cami: When I write a story about my life, half of it will be about your flatulence. When I write a story about your life, the whole thing will be about your flatulence.
Griffin: Well, it proves it's not all about video games.
My dad wishing for me to marry a specific boy as he blows out a birthday candle:
Cami: I'm gonna take a personality test! It's called Preach My Gospel Christlike attributes.
Cami: If I'm not married by the time we go to Disneyland, I'm gonna buy myself seven dole whips.
Cherise: Sorry my burps are so nasty.
Cami: Well mine are too.
Cherise: Was that your burp I'm tasting or mine?
Cami: Probably mine because I'm tasting mine right now too.
Cherise: Eeeuwww.
Cami: I know I'm bad at life.
Cherise: No, you're just an experience.
Cami: I'm sorry I fake yelled at you.
Cherise: Okay, I fake forgive you.
Cami: Why did Mom like black names so much?
Cherise: Maybe she was secretly transracial.
Cherise: Do people think I'm lesbian?
Cami: No, because you're married to a man and like to make out with him all the time.
Cherise: Ooh, a boy likes me! Ooh hoo hoo.
Cami: Ugh, Kenna just says that I'm asexual aromantic.
Talking about Cherise's baby
Cami: Can't you just have one more of these?
Cherise: It hurts...just thinking about it.
Cami: But it's worth it. For me to be an aunt.
Cami: This one time, I went somewhere with someone.
Cherise: That was really specific.
All because I named a few things Gertrude when I was a teenager
Cherise: Cami always picks the ugliest names. Her kids are going to be named Penoolope and Chicken Nougat.
Dad: I still need to see automan.
Cami: Aquaman?
Dad: Yeah.
Cami: Automan. He works on cars.
Dad: He turns into a car.
Cami: That's Transformers, Dad.
Emmett: That's bumblebee.
Cami: And then I stayed in Utah, and that was stupid.
Emmett: Was it stupid or was it an experience?
Cami: I guess it was just an experience.
Emmett: I believe in streaks. ...on Bing.
Cami: Oh, I thought you were going to say on your undies.
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