Ugly Betty

Amanda: I think I'm gonna pass.
Marc: You're not passing. I'm not going to stag, hag.
Amanda: You'll have to buy your own beer, queer.
Marc: You can't just ditch, bi-
Amanda: Oh shut up!

Amanda: Who cares about carbs when you're from Queens, right?

Marc: When did catwalk become fatwalk?

Amanda: Keep working- a little more overtime and you can switch to invisalines.

Amanda: I can bearly leave the house with an out-of-season handbag and you show up on a daily basis looking like a yard sale and you don't care. Its like you were genetically engineered without the fear gene.

Amanda: Have you been smoking...