Fletcher: “This is my favorite time of year. The dogs are so happy!”

Emery: “Here comes the general!”
Hewitt: “What?”
Emery: “…Dad’s coming.”

Brett: “Are you having a vegetable with that?”
Indigo: “I’m having… cheese? Does that count?”

Customer: “Which one are you?”
Hewitt: “I’m the funny one.”

Jim: “That lingers longer than a stale fart on a windless day.”

Emery: “I’ve decided I’m an ornamental pear tree. I’m short, stinky, and I’m useful for about two months of the year.”
Greyden: “That’s a compliment.”

Hewitt: “Brett, what’s that light?”
Brett: “The check engine light.”
Hewitt: “What does that mean?”
Brett: “It means we’re not going to do all of our errands, we’re going home instead.”
Hewitt: “How does one light mean that?”

Jade: “You stink.”
Emery: “So do you.”
Jade: “No, I mean you smell like goats.”
Emery: “I know. So do you.”

Jim: “I think pudding is the perfect food, except for the fact that it’s finite.”

Emery: “You look really pretty today!”
Brett (suspiciously): “What are you trying to get away with now?”

Indigo: “The jalapeno cheese is the best.”
Jade: “No, the garlic is the best.”
Indigo: “No, you’re wrong, the jalapeno.”
Jade: “Brett’s with me. That makes two people voting for garlic.”
A friend: “How about I taste both?”

Colter: “That’s not how you pick up chicks.”
Emery: “You don’t actually know anything about picking up chicks.”

Jade (walks in the room, bellowing): “IT WAS A DARK AND STORMY NIGHT.”
Brett: “…what??”
Jade (running away): “Nothing!”

Emery: “Did you curl your hair?”
Brett: “No, I went to bed with wet hair in a braid.”
Emery: “So what’s that called, wrinkling your hair?”

Brett: “Walmart bikes aren’t meant for farm life.”
Emery: “Yeah, we need, like, mountain bikes just to survive the farm.”