Frank: I did not lose a leg in Vietnam so I could serve hotdogs to teenagers.
Kelso: You got both your legs, Frank.
Frank: Like I said, I did not lose a leg in Vietnam!
Red as Obi: A Jedi’s power lies within his own mi- are you even listening to me?
Eric as Luke: What? Yes. Um, you were saying, may the force be with me?
Red as Obi: No, I did not. Jedi knight. Jedi dumbass!
Red Forman: When my time comes I want to be buried face down. That way whoever doesn’t like me can kiss my ass.
Steven Hyde: Okay. All right. Do you remember that time when I was climbing your fence, and I hit my forehead on that tree branch, and I fell into your yard, and your dog Yogi came out of the house and bit me twice on the ass?
Michael Kelso: Yeah, you bled and you cried.
Steven Hyde: I bled. I didn’t cry.
Michael Kelso: Yeah, you did. You bled and you cried.
Steven Hyde: And you laughed, man. A lot. While I was bleeding… You see my point?
Michael Kelso: Yeah: it’s funny when friends get hurt.
Steven Hyde: Close enough.
Michael Kelso: Ooooh! Burn! That’s a burn about a burn! That’s a 2nd degree burn!
Jackie Burkhardt: Eric, no offense, I know she’s your sister, but Laurie is such a whore.
Eric: Jackie, not since the “Smokey and the Bandit” debate, are you and I so on the same page.
Steven Hyde: What’s wrong with Mrs. Foreman’s parents?
Kitty Forman: Nothing. They’re very complicated people who can’t be summed up in a couple of words.
Eric: Grandma yells, Grandpa drinks.
Kelso: Hey, Eric, maybe she’s going to give you the big gift. You know, the BIG gift. You guys know what I’m talking about right?
Hyde: Yes, Kelso. We got it. Then, we got it.
Fez: I’m not even from here, and I got it.
Red Forman: You need to grow up and learn some responsibility.
Eric: I love you too, Dad.
Red Forman: What? Stop being weird.
Michael Kelso: If you really do love her, there’s only one thing to do, man. You gotta dump her and live free.
Red Forman: Once again, an open bar spells disaster for the Foreman family.
Michael Kelso: C’mon Eric, we never ask you for anything.
Eric: You guys ask me for everything.
Michael Kelso: So, what’s one more thing?
Donna Pinciotti: I love you, Eric.
Eric: I love… cake.
Fez: Opportunity does not knock, then knock again, then leave a note saying “sorry I missed you”.
Red Forman: Dear Lord, would it kill you to give the Packers a winning season? Oh, and uh, watch over my loving family, blah blah blah…