We were on a break!
How you doin’?
Could I be any more…?
It’s not that common, it doesn’t happen to every guy, and it is a big deal!
Joey doesn’t share food!
Smelly Cat, Smelly Cat, what are they feeding you?
I’m not great at the advice. Can I interest you in a sarcastic comment?
Pivot! Pivot! Pivot!
Like a damp piece of toast.
I’m just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her.
This is all a moo point.
See? He’s her lobster.
You don’t know what it’s like to be a parent.
I wish I could, but I don’t want to.
Sometimes I’ll start a sentence and I don’t even know where it’s going.
They don’t know that we know they know we know.
It’s always better when the story is mine.
We are family, like a giant cookie.
Rachel, it’s like all my life everyone has always told me, âYou’re special!’
I’m fine! I’m just… I’m just… I’m not fine!
This is why we can’t have nice things!
Look at me! I’m Chandler! Could I be any more sarcastic?
I’m in a glass case of emotion!
I’m 24, and I work in a dead-end job. Who wants to be my friend?
A moment of silence for the great pizza.
I have to get off the bench!
It’s a known fact that we’ve all got something to learn.
I’m pretty sure that the ‘we’ is me.
Did I get the job? No? Fine!
Ain’t no party like a Monica party!
I can’t believe I had a crush on that.
I’m not a bad guy; I just do bad things.
I’d rather be alone than with someone who doesn’t appreciate me.
Why do we always go to the same place? It’s like every time!
My sandwich? MY SANDWICH!
Would it kill you to use your inside voice?
Do I look like a guy who would give up?
I’m on the verge of a breakthrough!
If we don’t stop talking, we can do this forever.
What’s the opposite of ‘Hey’?
We need a minivan to fit all this fun.
That’s what Christmas is all about!
He’s a wonderful man â just not mine.
I think I’m going away for a very long time.
I love my friends â they’re kind of like my own personal sitcom.
I’m embracing my inner child while managing my outer adult.
Friends are the family you choose for yourself.
I don’t need therapy; I have my friends.
Real friendship is when your friends don’t judge you for your pizza toppings.
In theory, if I were in jail, I’d have a backlog of ‘favors’ to repay.
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