(As a compliment:) "Fuck you, you're hot."

(On the progress of our workout program:) "I no longer have man-boobs, I have perky man-tits."

(After killing a spider at Dunkin' Donuts, I admonished him that the spider was just minding its own business:) "I always felt bad for the rabbit...'stupid kids, what have I become?'...doctor of physics at Princeton, that's what, fuck the rabbit.". (To himself in the third person:) "Oh, he's a jerk."

A break from your regularly scheduled stupidity

 to show off pictures from WickedFaire -- we went as the Steampunk Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

 Me (Physicist's wife) -- Famine

 Ria (Physicist Girlfriend's boyfriend) -- War

 Kara (Physicist Girlfriend)-- Death

 Phil (Physicist Husband) -- Pestilence

Ok.

"Upload me baby, I wanna be a web sensation."

Behold, Pestilence:

Phil: "Tits are the reason for the season."
Ria: "What season would that be?"

Phil: "Boobies."

About the Superbowl halftime show.....

Me: "Oh look, they're only showing clips from before [Madonna] sucked."
Ria: "Yeah, before she started collecting kids like a Pokemon master."
Phil: "Yeah, I'd like to see her and Angelina Jolie battle it out.  'Damnit, you've got an Asian!  That's my weakness, I can't do math!'"