Saturday, 24 December 2011

pure love for the inbetweeners.

Will: "Oh no, I don't smoke, because what's that thing you get when you smoke?"
Neil: "Sex?"
Will: "No Neil, cancer."

Will: "Call the ambulance and tell them I'm in a bubble and everything is very flat."

Will: "You're going away with a facebook stalker? Where's he taking you, a ditch off the A30?"

Neil: "Let's go back in the living room?"
Will: "How's that going to help?"
Neil: "I just farted in here."

Will: "You're like a plague of toast-eating locusts!"

Simon's Dad: "Her knickers were about as wet as a horse in the Sahara."

Neil: "It's alright Si, we can rescue it in the morning when the tide's out."
Simon: "It's a lake Neil, the tide doesn't go out!"

Jay's Dad: "Well he's a total bullshitter then, 'cause the only pussy he's ever touched was his mums when he fell out of it."

Jay: "Where've you been, wanking over your mum's bras?"
Will: "Well seeing as she's my mum, probably not."
Jay: "Well can I have them then?"

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