"I want to go to there!"
Listen up, Fives. A Ten is speaking.
Somewhere right now a guy is on a J-Date with Monica Lewinsky. Nobody’s perfect.
What everyone needs to do is calm down, take a deep breath, and prepare their bodies for the Thunderdome. That is the new law.
There ain't no party like a Liz Lemon party because a Liz Lemon party is mandatory.
San Francisco? I asked you to find an actor from Middle America, a real person. You are not going to find him in The Peoples' Gay Republic of Drugifornia.
You're being a real C word right now! That's right, a Cranky Sue!
It ain't a Lemon party without old Dick!
"... and so I close, realizing that perhaps the ending has not yet been written."
This is your fault, nerd. Jack is going to kill me, then he’s going to kill you, and then he’s going to fold us into a pizza and eat it.