Woah Quotes

Leo: I'm almost out of gas! Woah, that came out wrong. I meant the burning kind!

Both of us widened our eyes and said, "Woah." Then I immediately blushed. Oh my God, had I just looked at Archer and said, "Whoa"? But...wait a minute. Had Archer just looked at me and said "Whoa"?

Woah! Calm down, Curly!

You are all awesome like woah.

Listen, I don't want to be an asshole to you,' I say. So much for the Alex Fuentes Show. 'I know. It's your image, what Alex Fuentes is all about. It's your brand, your logo... dangerous, deadly, hot and sexy Mexican. I wrote the book on creating an image. I wasn't aiming for the blonde bimbo look, though. More like the perfect, untouchable look.' Woah. Rewind. Brittany called me hot and sexy.... 'You do realize you called me hot.' 'As if you didn't know.' I didn't know Brittany Ellis considered me hot. 'For the record, I thought you were untouchable. But now that I know you think I'm a hot, sexy Mexican god...' 'I never said the word "god,"' I put my finger to my lips. 'Shh. Let me enjoy this fantasy for a minute.' I closed my eyes.

Woah! Back the T-Rex Up!

Woah' That's about the most intelligent thing I can say right now.

woah is me to have seen what i seen see what i see

Woah,' I said, blocking the doorway. 'You can't come in here. This is the girls' room.' Even as it came out of my mouth, I knew it sounded dumb. Dumb, I thought and maybe even wrong. You...are a boy, aren't you?' I asked. 'I mean, don't take that the wrong way or anything -' J.Lo is a boy, yes.' I let that go. So...you Boov have boys and girls...just like us?' Of course,' said J.Lo. 'Do not be ridicumlous.' I smiled a wan little smile. 'Sorry.' The Boov have seven magnificent genders. There is boy, girl, girlboy, boygirl, boyboy, boyboygirl, and boyboyboyboy.' I had absolutely no response to this.

Oh, this is much better. Woah! Costume’s a bit much, it’s so tight! But the confidence! I can feel the righteousness surging! Hey, wanna have a rousing discussion about truth, honor, patriotism? God bless America…

He has dimples. He's easily the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. And I wish I'd never seen it.

Dude, if you like me- if you actually like me- then be jealous. Be worried. Be something. If this were Nick flirting with me, Garrett would think woah: competition. But because it's Abby, it doesn't mean anything. It's like it doesn't count.

Woah, sorry. Didn’t realise things were getting Fifty Shades of Blue in here,

He smiled without his teeth. Small, shyly. I found myself smiling back. Like an impulse Then he ruined it by saying… "You're not like other girls, are you?" And I activated. Every single emotion I'd been squashing into my guts exploded like a burst appendix. I jumped off the bed and turned to him with a scowl I was sure he'd need permanent therapy to recover from. "Are you kidding me Harry?" "Woah Audrey. Hey, hey, hey. It's a compliment." I felt like screaming. "It's NOT a compliment. I threw my arms up, any motion to get rid of the rage pulsing through me. It's an insult to every single woman on this PLANET. Don't you DARE try and pull that shit on me. "What shit?!" Harry was stupid enough to ask. "I was saying something nice…" I shook my head so hard. "No, you were saying something clichéd and UNTRUE. I AM like other girls, Harry. Don't misinterpret my hatred of romance as some kooky, laid-back, manic pixie NONSENSE. I am DAMAGED. I am not CUTE. I am emotionally-fucking-traumatised right now, okay? I am screaming on the inside. I am too angry and messed up to contain all the stuff girls spend every day containing. That's why I seem different. That is NOT sexy.

Woah." Nick Breathed. He hadn't known until this exact moment that a bookcase hiding a secret entrance was one of his kinks. Definitely was now.

We're running out of time, he said. As if time were the kind of thing you could run out of, as if it were measured into bowls that were handed to us at birth and if we ate too much or too fast or right before jumping into the water then our time would be lost, wasted, already spent.

Woah! Lina, you look . . .” Thomas’s jaw literally dropped. But then he noticed Howard looking at him like he was a deer during hunting season and he quickly cleared his throat. “Sorry. Nice dress. You look really pretty.” “You look nice too.” Gray fitted suit. Hair styled messily. I could practically hear Addie spontaneously combusting from here.

Woah there, Scooter...looks like you might be starting to veer towards nihilism...anyway, it's sand time now.

Before I can respond, he takes his hand from behind his back. Holds it out to me. And I break, into a million invisible pieces. He looks up from me to the sunflower in his hand and back again. "Um...

Crap. I thought that picture was you.' He pointed. 'That's not me. That's my mother,' Mal said with a sigh. 'Woah, you really do look like her, you know,' Jay said. 'You two could be twins,' Evie agreed. 'That, my friends, is called genetics,' Carlos said with a smile.

Woah. Woah.. Woah... WOAH! Woawoawoawoawoawoah-

Woah, their gorgeous not so fast I haven't even catched your name or your number" - Jaxson Evans

Hello,’ I say. My voice sounds high and squeaky. I try a lower register. ‘Hello.’ Woah. Too low. ‘Hello.’ Third time’s a charm. They’re already chuckling. I’ve barely even said anything. High school is the worst.

People sometimes say how cool it'd be to be fearless, but they don't know what they're talking about. Fear is an instinctive defence mechanism, necessary for survival. Not knowing fear doesn't make you brave; it means you're stupid enough to stay standing on the road as a car is charing towards you.

But I look like a human, and feel the way humans do. I consist of the same parts... Is it a question of name? Could I be a human if you called me one?

Let me set it straight, I've done some shit, And maybe I ain't too proud of it The monster in your bed You were begging me "please don't stop!" Said that I'm a douchebag, won't call back The worst hangover you ever had Felt so good at first, you knew that it could never last Wanna wash the dirt off my hands, wanna get this all off my chest But I'm no good at saying sorry... woah oh! I didn't mean to fuck you over, I just want to have some fun

Because that was a parents job: To provide shoulders shoulders for your children to sit on when they're little so they can see the world, then stand on when they get older, so they can reach for the clouds and sometimes lean against whenever they stumble, and feel unsure.

Independent Women Lucy Liu... with my girl, Drew... Cameron D. and Destiny Charlie's Angels, Come on Uh uh uh Question: Tell me what you think about me I buy my own diamonds and I buy my own rings Only ring your cell-y when I'm feelin lonely When it's all over please get up and leave Question: Tell me how you feel about this Try to control me boy you get dismissed Pay my own fun, oh and I pay my own bills Always 50/50 in relationships The shoes on my feet I've bought it The clothes I'm wearing I've bought it The rock I'm rockin' 'Cause I depend on me If I wanted the watch you're wearin' I'll buy it The house I live in I've bought it The car I'm driving I've bought it I depend on me (I depend on me) All the women who are independent Throw your hands up at me All the honeys who makin' money Throw your hands up at me All the mommas who profit dollas Throw your hands up at me All the ladies who truly feel me Throw your hands up at me Girl I didn't know you could get down like that Charlie, how your Angels get down like that Girl I didn't know you could get down like that Charlie, how your Angels get down like that Tell me how you feel about this Who would I want if I would wanna live I worked hard and sacrificed to get what I get Ladies, it ain't easy bein' independent Question: How'd you like this knowledge that I brought Braggin' on that cash that he gave you is to front If you're gonna brag make sure it's your money you flaunt Depend on noone else to give you what you want The shoes on my feet I've bought it The clothes I'm wearing I've bought it The rock I'm rockin' 'Cause I depend on me If I wanted the watch you're wearin' I'll buy it The house I live in I've bought it The car I'm driving I've bought it I depend on me (I depend on me) All the women who are independent Throw your hands up at me All the honeys who makin' money Throw your hands up at me All the mommas who profit dollas Throw your hands up at me All the ladies who truly feel me Throw your hands up at me Girl I didn't know you could get down like that Charlie, how your Angels get down like that Girl I didn't know you could get down like that Charlie, how your Angels get down like that Destiny's Child Wassup? You in the house? Sure 'nuff We'll break these people off Angel style Child of Destiny Independent beauty Noone else can scare me Charlie's Angels Woah All the women who are independent Throw your hands up at me All the honeys who makin' money Throw your hands up at me All the mommas who profit dollas Throw your hands up at me All the ladies who truly feel me Throw your hands up at me Girl I didn't know you could get down like that Charlie, how your Angels get down like that [repeat until fade]

Suddenly he felt his foot catch on something and he stumbled over one of the trailing cables that lay across the laboratory floor. The cable went tight and pulled one of the instruments monitoring the beam over, sending it falling sideways and knocking the edge of the frame that held the refractive shielding plate in position. For what seemed like a very long time the stand wobbled back and forth before it tipped slowly backwards with a crash. ‘Take cover!’ Professor Pike screamed, diving behind one of the nearby workbenches as the other Alpha students scattered, trying to shield themselves behind the most solid objects they could find. The beam punched straight through the laboratory wall in a cloud of vapour and alarm klaxons started wailing all over the school. Professor Pike scrambled across the floor towards the bundle of thick power cables that led to the super-laser, pulling them from the back of the machine and extinguishing the bright green beam. ‘Oops,’ Franz said as the emergency lighting kicked in and the rest of the Alphas slowly emerged from their hiding places. At the back of the room there was a perfectly circular, twenty-centimetre hole in the wall surrounded by scorch marks. ‘I am thinking that this is not being good.’ Otto walked cautiously up to the smouldering hole, glancing nervously over his shoulder at the beam emitter that was making a gentle clicking sound as it cooled down. ‘Woah,’ he said as he peered into the hole. Clearly visible were a series of further holes beyond that got smaller and smaller with perspective. Dimly visible at the far end was what could only be a small circle of bright daylight. ‘Erm, I don’t know how to tell you this, Franz,’ Otto said, turning towards his friend with a broad grin on his face, ‘but it looks like you just made a hole in the school.’ ‘Oh dear,’ Professor Pike said, coming up beside Otto and also peering into the hole. ‘I do hope that we haven’t damaged anything important.’ ‘Or anyone important,’ Shelby added as she and the rest of the Alphas gathered round. ‘It is not being my fault,’ Franz moaned. ‘I am tripping over the cable.’ A couple of minutes later, the door at the far end of the lab hissed open and Chief Dekker came running into the room, flanked by two guards in their familiar orange jumpsuits. Otto and the others winced as they saw her. It was well known already that she had no particular love for H.I.V.E.’s Alpha stream and she seemed to have a special dislike for their year in particular. ‘What happened?’ she demanded as she strode across the room towards the Professor. Her thin, tight lips and sharp cheekbones gave the impression that she was someone who’d heard of this thing called smiling but had decided that it was not for her. ‘There was a slight . . . erm . . . malfunction,’ the Professor replied with a fleeting glance in Franz’s direction. ‘Has anyone been injured?’ ‘It doesn’t look like it,’ Dekker replied tersely, ‘but I think it’s safe to say that Colonel Francisco won’t be using that particular toilet cubicle again.’ Franz visibly paled at the thought of the Colonel finding out that he had been in any way responsible for whatever indignity he had just suffered. He had a sudden horribly clear vision of many laps of the school gym somewhere in his not too distant future.

People who try to bring you down are already lower than you.

Nothing is impossible. It literally has the words “I’m possible” in it!

Is she worth it?” Noah asks. “Of course she’s fucking worth it,” I growl. “Woah there, buddy. I get it,” he replies, holding his hands up. “She’s the breath of fresh air I never saw coming.” “What do you mean?” Daniel asks. “Her. Us. What we have.” “Jeez Carsen, sounds like you’ve got it bad,” Noah says with a grin. “Finally,” Daniel muses. “It’s about time another one fell.” Thomas starts singing ‘Another One Bites the Dust,” and I burst out laughing.

Go to your closest grocery store, walk up to the first person you see and tell them "I WANT TO HAVE MY BALLS FILLED WITH BUM CUM, NOW!" This is the phrase that will give you 20% off. Corny joke alert: In all cities they have a speed limit, but the Miami beaches should have a SPEEDO LIMIT! Woah! I'm a wild one here!

Do you want to marry me?' "Yes." "Do you want to have kids with me?" "Someday." "Do you ever miss taking your pill?" "Never." His grey eyes turned silver and the heat in them warmedmy body. "Bed. Now. We're never using condoms again." "Pancakes." I argued miserably. He turned off the skillet, put the batter in the fridge, and pointedin the direction of his bedroom. "We'll make them later. Go." "But-" "Woman, I just found out that you've been on the Pill this whole time. Right now I'm struggling not to spank the heck out of you. Last time I'm going to tell you." He leaned in close and ordered gruffly, "Bed, Rachel. Now." .... I'd barely made it two steps when his hand came down across my butt, which was still covered in his shirt. "Woah!" I yelled, and covered myself with my hands as I turned to face him. "Ow! That hurt, you jerk!" "Don't lie, Sour Patch, you enjoyed it." When he lifted me up, I automatically wrapped my legs around his hips and let me walk me back to the bedroom. "And you're going to get another one for making me take you to the bed.

Come on, Val. When are you going to stop playing hard to get?” I smiled at him. “The second you stop playing impossible to want.

Even death was something Nora couldn't do properly. It was a familiar feeling. This feeling of being incomplete in just about every sense. An unfinished jigsaw of human. Incomplete living and incomplete dying.

Cristiano smiled down. “Do not go off without me again.” “Or me,” Ayden said from a few feet away. “And just so you know, I was going to catch her.” “I do not doubt it. Here.” Cristiano gently passed me into Ayden’s arms. Uh, thanks?” Ayden shifted me closer against his chest. “You are welcome.” Cristiano took a step back, pulled a gun from his waistband, and trained it on Ayden’s forehead.

am running out of time, what do you mean, Woah-oh-oh-OH, what do you mean, make up your mind,” sang Steve, with a cowardly voice.

Woah there, sweetheart,

My God, this is staggering, Woah! Immense. This epiphany quivers me as I write. How powerful, nonpareil, & superordinary is your Word. The BEATITUDES for instance, is a saintly archetype of direct investment, --seed planting & a sure-way harvest. May I liken it a bit to a spiritual trading --one in which, to get this-- you do this. Simple, practical & yet so effective. The only ingredient required for this is aBsOluTe OBEDIENCE. Meanwhile, all of humanity-- everyone actively, passively, knowingly or otherwise is a trader at this heavenly market of life. --©Bright Heaven's

BEATITUDES My God, this is staggering, Woah! Immense. This epiphany quivers me as I write. How powerful, nonpareil, & superordinary is your Word. The BEATITUDES for instance, is a saintly archetype of direct investment, --seed planting & a sure-way harvest. May I liken it a bit to a spiritual trading --one in which, to get this-- you do this. Simple, practical & yet so effective. The only ingredient required for this is aBsOluTe OBEDIENCE. Meanwhile, all of humanity-- everyone actively, passively, knowingly or otherwise is a trader at this heavenly market of life. --©Bright Heaven's

Love is stronger than death

Woah back the T-Rex up!

Woah! Back the T-rex up! ~Keefe, aka Lord Hunkyhair

They’re not going to hurt you.” I hold out a palm to the men, asking them to stop where they are. “Great goddess,” she says on an exhalation, really looking at them now that bunnies aren’t hopping all over the place. “I wouldn’t even mind if they did. They could break me in half, and I’d still beg for more.

Woah- back the T-rex up.

Woah, sorry. Didn’t realise things were getting Fifty Shades of Blue in here,” Seth laughed obnoxiously.

And shocking him even more was the fact that Jacintha answered. “What, Elite?” “You must be outcho mothafuc—” “Woah!” Supreme grabbed the phone quickly. “You ain’t gon’ get no answers talking to ’er like that.

You see, my friend, there are people in this world who will look at a unicorn and think to themselves, “woah, that is a unicorn, which is something I will never be.” They will try to convince you, the unicorn, that you are just an average horse like them with a weird growth on your head that you should probably get checked out by some kind of medical professional that deals with head growths. They will try to steal your magic and make you as dull and ordinary as the plain, old horses that they are. Because they need you to be a plain, old horse like they are, just to bring you down to their level…

MukaBuku dan Instagram menukar manusia menjadi halimunan. Berjalan tanpa menghiraukan orang lain dan tiang di hadapan. Woah!

Hello!” I exclaimed. “Woah. Why are you so excited? You’re suspended.” “I just used math!” “I’m hanging up.

Come break some hearts now, tear them out Filing for amusements with the crowd Oh, but be advised, participation is required Doing things not typically allowed Feels like we're having a good time It's true, a wonderfully good time When I'm with you (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh) When I'm with you (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh) When I'm with you (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh) When I'm with you (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh) When I'm with you Different defections, cut the lines Leagues of social climbers all about Oh, but be advised, no restitution comes tonight 'Less we lay unconscious in the ground Feels like we're having a good time It's true, a wonderfully good time When I'm with you (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh) When I'm with you (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh) When I'm with you (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh) When I'm with you (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh) When I'm with you (hey) But if the lights don't stop me No one's got control of what I do 'Cause it's a good time When I'm with you (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh) When I'm with you (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh) When I'm with you (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh) When I'm with you (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh) When I'm with you

Woah, is the great and mighty Braden Lowry blushing? At something that I said? I don’t know what universe I woke up in, but I don’t think that I ever want to leave.

Woah to the woah!

I was high enough, and Haight Street was too crowded for me. So I went back to Page Street and walked to the Catholic Church where I could be alone. [...] Since I wasn't raised Catholic, the confessional booths had always fascinated me. [...] The priest's box looked the best. It had a velvet armchair and gold and purple raiments hung over the backrest. On LSD it looked so comforting... a great spot to sit for a while, so holy. I went in and closed the door. I was tripping my brains out so even if I had been a Catholic I wouldn't have thought this was a weird thing to do at the time. A minute later the door opened. I thought at first it must be the priest, but no, it was some jerk. [...] "Let me eat you," he whispered. "Please let me eat you." Woah, was this guy a pervert! This was disgusting. Who could think about sex on LSD in a confessional booth? I was feeling like a flaccid fungus, totally unsexy. [...] I said something like, "No, my son, but you're forgiven. Go now in peace." I made the sign of the cross.

Woah Woah Woah,” Jack raised his hands and took a step back, “I’m just here to watch. You already beat me.” “Thanks for the support,” I sighed.

Maybe that's what all lives were, though. Maybe even the most seemingly perfect intense or worthwhile lives ultimately felt the same. Acres of disappointment and monotony and hurts and rivalries but with flashes of wonder and beauty. Maybe that was the only meaning that mattered. To the world, witnessing itself.

Six months after my assault, two young women found detective Kim and reported they'd encountered Brock at the KA Fraternity the weekend before I was assaulted. The police report noted, he put his hat on her and she took it off, he then started to dance behind her and tried to turn her around to face him. She felt uncomfortable and tried to turn her body away so that he would not be directly behind her. He became really touchy and put his hands on her waist and stomach. He even put his hands on her upper thighs. She felt more exceedingly uncomfortable and got down off of the table. She said the defendant creeped her out, because of his persistence. The same location, the week before. I was grateful the girls had taken the time to find my detective, knew it would have been easier to see the news and say, woah, that was the same guy at the party and carried on. Instead, they contributed their story, then returned quietly to their lives.

woah peril said momenterilly distracted from the thought of a peice of enchanted cheese

Johann grinned. "Right. So what's the prognosis, sweetheart?

One final note one the [Rolling] Stones, though: When they came through the Bay Area earlier on that tour for regular concerts at the Oakland Coliseum Arena [before the Altamont free concert, 1969], 'They blew up all their equipment at the first show,' Betty Cantor-Jackson relates. 'They had all this Ampeg equipment, and it just went Ffffffttt! They were in a panic, so [Larry] Ram Rod [Shurtliff] and [Unknown maybe Rex?] Jackson raced to our [Grateful Dead] warehouse and brought down a bunch of our [rewired, kicked up, tinkered and experimented with] Fender amps for them, and the next show we sat up onstage while they played, and it sounded amazing. That was one of the times Bill Graham was nice to us,' She laughs. 'Anyway, I remember the first note Keith {Richards} played through Jerry's [Garcia] amp, and his mouth just dropped open. 'Woah!'. He couldn't believe the power and the clarity.'.

Woah,” said the entropy sweeper. I could literally hear it misspelling “whoa.

Woah! Woah!

... We'll see i f we can take advantage of what others do." Bound Boat said. "Woah, if you say it like this... then you're saying we should run away from battles against God Ye Qiu and sit bad and watch God Ye Qiu clean up these other arrogant guys?" Blue River said?" "That's the only thing that can be done," Blue River thought. "was that an advantage? It sounds like we are killing the other guilds with a borrowed knife . But in reality, the knife does whatever it wants to and we can only follow it with our tails tucked between our legs and pick up the leftovers." "Next up is Line Canyon, What do you think Tyrannical Ambition will do?" Bound Boat said, but Blue River didn't respond. "Uh, are you there?" Bound Boat asked. "I say..." Blue River was still there. "What" [Bound Boat] "If I go ask Lord Grim for a signature, would that be bad?

I turned my back on the written word over you Woah

Boyfriend: I miss you babe, I can’t wait to see you again. Woah Potato!!! Lol!! Boyfriend: Damn Autocorrect, I meant woohoo!! Boyfriend: But I think I like it. Woah Potato

I try when it matters”. “Like when?” “Like when I’m about to die and stuff. Besides, I just had a super busy day yesterday”. “Doing what?” Pen asked sceptically. “Converting Oxygen into Carbon Dioxide”. “Woah really? How’d you do that?” “It was a lot of work Pen believe me. You have nothing to fear with regards to my work ethic. I’m doing just fine”. “Pae, I know that you were just breathing”. “Darn”. “I might be stupid, but I’m not dumb”. “Good point”.

Oh hey! Woah! Hold on! I'm not trying to slow you down man, I know a place, a safe place, like a legit, super safe place. I can take you. I can show you how to get there. I know a guy. ~ Kenji

ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED: THE STOMPY STOMP DANCE Woah, that’s an achievement? These things make my head hurt.

Deal’s off, prick. You couldn’t pay me enough to spend another day in that hellhole.” Amen to that. Royal Hearts Academy sucks balls. “It’s only your first day,” Tommy grits through his teeth. “It will get better.” “Fat fucking chance,” the kid barks. “Not with that stupid bitch there it won’t.” Woah. That’s some colorful vocabulary for a fourteen-year-old.

Gabrielle’s eyes glistened like twin stars. “Alex… thank you!” “Woah!” Completely overcome with emotion, Gabrielle lunged at Alex, bowling him over and landing on top of him, before squeezing him in a hug of Angelisian proportions. “What the—! G-Gabrielle, get off me!” “Hahaha! Thank you so much, Alex!” “Mars above! I think I just felt my ribs crack!” “I’m so glad I met you! You’re such an amazing person!” “Urk… can’t breathe…” And that was how Alex discovered that Angelisians were a thousand times stronger than humans.

Woah, there's a quote thing down here?