Best Letterkenny Quotes Novels & Stories

They also had their card held up. “Jordan.” Kelly said and the whole room turned to see the woman in question blushing. Grinning, Jordan nodded. “My granddaddy always said it. My grandma was never sure if he was talking about being surrounded by the enemy or kids.” “Either way,” Charlotte laughed, “being surrounded simplifies things.” “How many more?” Someone asked loudly. “Someone is getting hangry.” Charlotte laughed and clicked the key on the computer. The program that Camille and Trevor had written for this, shuffled the quotes and pulled up another one. “Last one. Between two evils, I always pick the one I never tried before. Mae West.”

I asked angrily. He replied hastenly and angrily. “Yes, it does. My brain thinks of good things far better than yours think of.” “Yes, that’s very true. Like women, sex, alcohol …what’s next? Yes, and Lucio,” I burst into laughter while Killian frowned and struggled with the rope. “Ahh, that was a good one. You’ve really outdone yourself Laura,” I shook my head, I couldn’t pat my back because I was dangling from a rope.

"Sad! Extremely sad! I always feel that writing a farewell letter is just a formality, not genuine, But I didn't expect everyone to write so passionately... I don't want to lose a single employee, do you understand, Lucas?" "I understand! I know your outward sharpness is just a facade your inner kindness and softness outweigh everyone." After saying this, Lucas almost laughed. This was a line from a play he acted in, he couldn't remember the lines during the filming, so he had to count 1,2,3,4,5,6,7. He didn't expect the lines to come up at this moment! His mind is indeed sensible! He must remember to send a big red envelope to the screenwriter later!

As we leave, Barnaby adds,“remember, Lucy, even a hot buttered piece of toast can be a glimmer. Or, you know, when I don’t resist the urge to prank-call my ex after a few too many glasses of wine...” Mom laughs—a genuine laugh—and it’s the best glimmer I’ve had all day.

Kenny smiled and answered casually, “Oh, it wasn’t anything serious. He was just telling me more about the medicine and how I should use it.” Zeres chuckled and said, “That old couple trusts you more than anyone else. They really believe in you.” Kenny laughed softly. “Its because you two are not as handsome as me, " he teased.

Mr Alex exclaimed. "Wow, that's so brilliant, that's so excellent, this is the best thing to do, I have to teach her a lesson that it is better to mess with an uncaged lion than to mess with Mr Kween." Mr Kween blurted. TBC

Kenny chuckled. “Yes, I did, and it was delicious. I don’t know what’s so funny about that” “Donovan Smith, the proper misogynist, cooked for a woman” “Yeah, I can be a lover boy too” “Watch the road lover boy,” Kenny pointed towards the truck in front of them” “Weren’t you the bastard that said women should never have been given the right to vote?” “That was a long time ago” “Barely three months ago, at Davis park when we were playing pool”

“Ken has needs in the mornings that I have to sort out.” The sound of his name seemed to jerk him back to the same room with us. “Watch your words. Don’t speak to my wife in such a manner.” Kieran shrugged, unbothered. “I was complimenting her stamina.” His smirk deepened. “Not every woman can keep up.” I coughed, this time for real half choking, heat climbing my neck. Ken scowled. “Lily, don’t rush your food.” He pushed his cup of coffee towards me, his tone corrective. “You always eat too fast, no wonder you choke.”

She pales, shrinking into her chair. “You know,” Lee says after a long, loaded beat, “for a cow with no brains, you sure have your bright moments.” “Thanks.” Her spirit rises. “I’m pretty good at thinking out stuff. My head works well that way.” She manages a joyful smile. But I’m not sure that was an actual compliment. Enrique leans forward, his voice cutting through her giddy pride. “So who was Darren’s bestest best friend? The one who’d have his phone and know about the ‘mayday’ shit?”

At the specific quality of a man talking about his best friend of twenty years with the kind of detail that couldn't be manufactured because it came from actually knowing someone across time. It felt genuine. That was what made it complicated. It felt completely genuine. "He's the best man I know," Louis said quietly. "I mean that without any qualification. Whoever ends up with him for real, whoever gets to keep him, will be the luckiest woman alive." He said it simply and looked back at his cup like he hadn't just handed me something significant. We sat quietly for a moment. The coffee shop moved around us. Someone laughed at a table near the window. The machine behind the counter hissed br