Mari had to remind John-Mark about the spirit of the 60s after he repeatedly slapped unsuspecting freshmen with his 'Stop the Fighting' protest sign.
The ladies grossly misinterpret the widespread rumor that flappers loved to "pet their kitties".
Gabi: Mr.Boyle, these mock trial practices would go a lot smoother if we weren't worrying about your wild pet mongoose biting our toes.
John-Mark ate the happy brownies.
A picture from A.P. Biology. Or, as Mari liked to call it "that place where my mom let's me practice my wrestling moves."
Bored with classwork, Gina and Liz copy down the saucy portions of the New Testament.
John-Mark: ...you see what a tight bind you're in, don't you?
Angie: I see what tight pants you're in. Leave something to the imagination for a lady, will ya.
Angie bought strippers as gifts for all her friends. Everyone liked Angie.
Nicole: Do you deny that you were...
Rachel: That's a nice skirt.
Nicole: What? Oh, thanks, it's...wait. You're distracting me!
Rachel: That vest really brings out the color of your eyes.
Nicole: Judge! I object to this complimenting!
Liz: Hmm. I'm going to allow it.
Joe: We may be hippies Rachel, but there ain't no way we're having a group hug. Half these people didn't wear deodorant today.
Jen loves pizza. Any rumors, however, that Jen LOVES pizza, are completely unsubstantiated. I don't have pictures in my drawer. Honest.
Angie: Your evidence, Miss lawyerpants, can kiss my...
Sara: Your honor!
Gabi, unsure what her character's motivation was, decides to twiddle her thumbs for the next 30 minutes straight.
Colleen: Wes, if I were to, hypothetically, ask you to kill a hobo for me, what would you, hypothetically of course, say to that proposal?
