Neighbors 2 Funny Quotes

Married?" she practically screeched, not sounding all that pleased, which left him feeling a little offended. "We're not getting married." He snorted at that. "I may have let you have your naughty little way with me for the past couple of months, but that doesn't mean I'm going to allow you to keep treating me like some dirty little boy toy. If you want to live with me then I expect you to put a ring on my finger," he said, holding up his left hand and wiggling his ring finger to punctuate his words.

I'm sorry. I can't serve him that item," the waitress said, only somewhat surprising her since she had a pretty good idea why. "Why not?" she found herself asking anyway out of curiosity to see if she was right. *** "Because he's a Bradford," the woman explained with a shrug.

I do believe that when a man confesses to his neighbor and says he's sorry, he thinks more of him than he did before. You see, we all know we have done wrong, but we haven't usually confessed it. And it's a funny thing, but when the time comes when there's something he needs to repent of himself, he hesitates for fear of the shame of having to confess it. To me the shame lies in not confessing after you know you're in the wrong.

Zoe, I--Oh, God!" he shouted, clutching his chest and stumbling back. "What?" she asked, looking around anxiously as she clutched a large brown muffin against her chest. With a shaky hand, he pointed at the offending item that she dared bring into his house. "What the hell is that?" She looked down and frowned. "My muffin?" "How could you?" he demanded hoarsely as he shook his head in disgust. "What the hell are you freaking out about?" she demanded, looking around again. "That shirt!" he said, pointing wildly towards the Red Sox shirt that she dared to wear in his presence. "What the hell were you thinking?

I’m going to have to start booking you guys a month in advance.” “Or you could invite Ms. Rothschild over,” Kitty suggests. “Her weekends are pretty lonely too.” He gives her a funny look. “I’m sure she has plenty she’d rather do than watch The Sound of Music with her neighbor.” Brightly I say, “Don’t forget the tacos al pastor! Those are a draw, too. And you, of course. You’re a draw.” “You’re definitely a draw,” Kitty pipes up. “Guys,” Daddy begins. “Wait,” I say. “Let me just say one thing. You should be going on some dates, Daddy.” “I go on dates!” “You’ve gone on, like, two dates ever,” I say, and he falls silent. “Why not ask Ms. Rothschild out? She’s cute, she has a good job, Kitty loves her. And she lives really close by.” “See, that’s exactly why I shouldn’t ask her out,” Daddy says. “You should never date a neighbor or a coworker, because then you’ll have to keep seeing them if things don’t work out.” Kitty asks, “You mean like that quote ‘Don’t shit where you eat’?” When Daddy frowns, Kitty quickly corrects herself. “I mean ‘Don’t poop where you eat.’ That’s what you mean, right, Daddy?” “Yes, I suppose that’s what I mean, but Kitty, I don’t like you using cuss words.” Contritely she says, “I’m sorry. But I still think you should give Ms. Rothschild a chance. If it doesn’t work out, it doesn’t work out.” “Well, I’d hate to see you get your hopes up,” Daddy says. “That’s life,” Kitty says. “Things don’t always work out. Look at Lara Jean and Peter.” I give her a dirty look. “Gee, thanks a lot.” “I’m just trying to make a point,” she says. Kitty goes over to Daddy and puts her arms around his waist. This kid is really pulling out all the stops. “Just think about it, Daddy. Tacos. Nuns. Nazis. And Ms. Rothschild.

(Verse 1) Well, I built me a snowman, out in the yard, But the sun came out, and it hit him hard. So I brought him inside, to keep him cool, Now he’s chillin’ in the basement, like a frosty fool. (Chorus) He’s a snowman in the basement, sippin’ on ice tea, Watchin’ reruns of “Friends” on my old TV. He’s got a carrot nose and a smile so bright, But he’s meltin’ my heart, every day and night. (Verse 2) He’s got a cowboy hat and a flannel shirt, But he’s leavin’ puddles, all over the dirt. My dog thinks he’s funny, my cat’s in a huff, But this snowman’s got charm, and that’s enough. (Chorus) He’s a snowman in the basement, sippin’ on ice tea, Watchin’ reruns of “Friends” on my old TV. He’s got a carrot nose and a smile so bright, But he’s meltin’ my heart, every day and night. (Bridge) Neighbors think I’m crazy, but I don’t care, Got a snowman in the basement, and he’s always there. When the world gets tough, and I need a friend, I just head down to the basement, and chill with him again. (Chorus) He’s a snowman in the basement, sippin’ on ice tea, Watchin’ reruns of “Friends” on my old TV. He’s got a carrot nose and a smile so bright, But he’s meltin’ my heart, every day and night. (Outro) So if you’re feelin’ lonely, and need a laugh, Just build you a snowman, and take a bath. In the cool, cool basement, where the snowmen play, You’ll find a frosty friend, to brighten your day.