By The Chronicle Staff
Guy: Girls are like parking spots; all the good ones are taken, and the rest are kinda out there.
In the library:
Guy: Wanna know how I make diamonds? I sit on coal.
In the Student Center:
Girl: How do you spell M&Ms?
In Enterprise Hall:
Girl: Oh, I love that smell! It smells like my grandma's garden.
Guy: Huh? I smell marijuana.
Girl 1: Oh...
Outside Hammer Lab:
Guy 1: If I looked like him, I would flinch every time I would look in the mirror.
Guy 2: If I looked like him, I would repeatedly punch myself in the stomach every time I'd look in the mirror.
In Brower Hall:
Girl: I need to go home...I peed my pants!