[to Ross] Chandler: You know if your not careful, you could not get married at all this year. |
[Trying to fix up Monica with a date] Joey: Aw, c'mon, this guy's perfect for you. Monica: No, not after your cousin who could belch the alphabet. |
[Will gives a cake to Monica]
Will : It's no fat, no sugar, no dairy... It's no good, throw it out. |
Chandler to Joey: Yes, on a scale from one to ten, ten being the dumbest a person can look, you are definitely ninteen. |
>Rachel, Ross, Pheobe and Joey are outside Monica and Chandlers door< Ross: Okay we will do rock paper scissors to deicde who goes in first. Rachel: Right. Ross: One, Two, Three >Ross does paper, Rachel does scissors and Pheobe does rock< Joey: >waggles his fingers in the air< heh heh! Ross: What is that? Joey: It's fire! It beats everything. Pheobe: Not water balloon! >holds her hand over Joeys< tsh! Joey: Oh yeah. >a note slides out from underneath Monica and Chandlers door< Ross: >reads the note< We know you out there. Joey: >reading the note over Ross' shoulder< Who do you think sent it? |
biggest polluters worldwide by volume of waste and by area of land contaminated. |
but even a complete tin-ear would have know that |
Chandler : All right, look if you absolutely have to tell her the truth, at least wait until the timing's right. And that's what deathbeds are for. |
Chandler [In response to a stupid comment]: You have to stop the Q-Tip when there's resistance. |
Chandler: "What's this?" Joey: "Eight hundred and twelve bucks." Chandler: "Well, I don't know what Big Leon told ya, but it's an even thousand if you want me for the whole night." |
Chandler: [entering from bathroom, with an issue of Cosmo] All right, I took the quiz, and it turns out, I do put career before men. |
Chandler: All right, kids, I gotta get to work. If I don't input those numbers... it doesn't make much of a difference. |
CHandler: Bagels and doughnuts....round food for every mood |
Chandler: Ding dong, the psycho's gone. |
Chandler: Ew, ew, ew, ew ew ew ew ew. Ugly Naked Guy got a Thighmaster. |