"Little help, dude?"

"I miss winter."

"It's exactly 86 degrees out today."

"It's not the heat, it's the humidity."

"Well, I'm off to class. I'll see you guys later."

"I remember / when we used to sit / in the goverment yard in Trenchtown / Oba-oba-serving the hypocrites / as they would mingle with the good people we met – sing along, guys – Good friends we have! / Good friends we lost / Along the way. / In this great future you can't forget your past / So dry your eyes, I say."

"Yo, anyone wanna catch 'Norbit' tonight?"