Friday, September 22, 2006

"Keep your cotton-pickin hands off my stuff!" --Pastor Rayburn
"Water snob" --Rachael
"The whole class was a guinea pig." --Mr. Pfefferle
"Sitting there just glorying in our penmanship." --Mr. Pfefferle
"The ordinary risks of a lobster-catcher, you know--the boat sinks, a lobster bites your nose." --Mr. Pfefferle
Kim: "That's what Mr. Bond said."
Mr. Pfefferle: "Eh, well, what does he know?"
"I like my neck too much to be a skier." --Mr. Pfefferle
"Hippocrates apparently had a fishtank." --Mr. Pfefferle
"I'm pretty resistant to fashion, as some of you--hem--might have noticed." --Mr. Pfefferle
"Oh, hey, I have $5, why not get some plastic chocolate?" --Chelle

Monday, September 11, 2006

Bond and Pfefferle

"Don't tell the younger students what we do in Calculus!!" --Mr. Pfefferle
"Literary levitation" --Mr. Bond
"We're a bunch of morons, that's what we are." --Mr. Bond
"Lurch drunkenly across the night sky." --Mr. Pfefferle
"X marks the puke." --Mr. Pfefferle
"That old buffer, he's chasing after a unicorn." --Mr. Pfefferle
"Subtle is me." --Mr. Pfefferle

Monday, September 04, 2006

We were talking about $10 million yachts and stuff. Mr. Pfefferle said, "But I don't want that lifestyle. I have you."