Jill: Sometimes a Devil Dog's just a Devil Dog.
Jill: We fought, she left, the end. Jack: You tell a mean story.
Jack: Just what I always wanted, my very own fluff piece.
Elisa: Relationship leftovers. Jack: Ugh, I hate those. They're like rotting vegetable in your fridge, stinking up the place for days and weeks even after you throw them out. I've been returning wedding gifts for the last month.
Abby: Are you guys having sex? Jack: No! Jill: Absolutely not! Abby: Good, 'cause Jack and Jill would be way too cute.
Jill: It just seems like last week she was in first grade and I was walking her to school every day. She was afraid of the crossing guard.
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