Showing posts with label The Glist. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Glist. Show all posts

September 22, 2010

The Glist


This Glist is back and better than ever...last night's episode was epic.

Sue: The two of you are making a mistake, the likes of which have not been seen since the Mexicans sold Manhattan to George Washington for an upskirt photo of Betsy Ross.

Brittany: Coach Beiste didn't touch my boobs. Actually, I wanna touch her boobs.

Mercedes: Is that a men's sweater?
Kurt: Fashion has no gender.

Puck: Dude, your mouth is huge. How many tennis balls can you fit in there?
Sam: I don't know. I've never had balls in my mouth. Have you?

Tina: You ignored me for weeks this summer.
Artie:I was playing a marathon game of Halo, woman.

Artie: They fell in love over the summer, at Asian camp.

Coach Beiste: You're all coffee and no omelet.
Sue: That doesn't make any sense.

Sue: Even if your team has dropped their sequin-covered panties and urinated all over the stage like an elderly Carol Channing, they literally could not have done worse.