Amon:
"But you're pretty, too, in your own way..." "Stop. Just go to your stupid Warrior Princess. Go. And don't try to make me feel better."
Agent_Moldy:
"Aw, c'mon, Joan, I still love rock and roll, I just wanna try something else, y'know?"
Torgone:
I worry that maybe I'm not showing enough cleavage.
Amon:
"DAMN! You wouldn't think it to look at him, but that Joxer is incredible! I tried, but I just couldn't keep up with him!"
Agent_Moldy:
"Heeheehee! I got the last drumstick!"
Amon:
"Dammit, I *told* you to wake me up before you go-go! Didn't I? Didn't I?!?"
Amon:
"I need you to lead my Smarmy of Darkness, Xena."
Generik:
Now there's a Warrior Princess who is outstanding in her field. (Ow! Don't hit!)
EnochF:
"Begone, Xena! Thou hast brought the dreaded Cheesecake into our village, and now we're all gaining twenty pounds just from looking at it!"
UpSky2:
Doth some scriptieur not sayeth: 'If thou showst thy cheke in vain to a manne, thou shalt turn the other cheke to hem'?
Mr_Grant:
Soylent Green is people, and so is the lunch buffet at Shanghai Palace.
UpSky2:
"Well? Do I have any lice? Do I? Just *tell* me."
Torgone:
What the...? I'm on my back and don't have someone on top of me...
Generik:
Bringham Young Dinner Theater presents "Seven Brides for My Brother."
UpSky2:
The two-headed, half-dressed, half-crazy bisexual did not shock Xena's company badly. They'd already seen stranger things.
Mr_Grant:
Father Tom and Reverend Mother Trixie of the Coeducational Order of Hefner.
EnochF:
"Okay, see, this is how it happened, see, Gabrielle tripped and fell into my bed, and then her clothes got stuck on the bedpost..."
Mr_Grant:
Deep down, Xena is really warm and fuzzy.