Namine: And like everything else on this show, it was anticlimatic.
2 months ago
Marluxia: I've been really confused about who I am. I think I always knew the truth, I just couldn't admit it. But I'm sure now, I'm gay.
Zexion: And this is more important than my watching Seinfeld reruns... because?
L: Oh, my apologies, I forgot that you're the sexual scourge of womankind. You obviously only have sex with me because you roll over in your sleep and misjudge the distance. Maybe you're sleepwalking... or maybe the term "sleepfucking" would be more appropriate. Maybe you're completely unaware of what you're doing.
Light: It happens.
Mr Wifflebottom: Well Son, I guess the only thing we can say is-
Mr & Mrs Wifflebottom: Uh-DUH!
Burt: (without pause or shock) I know.
Burt: I've known since you were three. All you wanted for your birthday was a pair of sensible heels.
Rachel: No, that's Santana. Read the next one...
Sam: (hugs her) It's great. It's great you are coming out.
Gray: Don't tell me you already knew.
Sam: Gray! Of course I knew.
Gray: How can you know when I didn't know?
Sam: Gray, I am like seven times smarter than you. I have known since second grade when you had a crush on Mrs. Worthtimer and tried to look up her skirt.
Gray: She was cute, wasn't she...
Jen: Well, you know, I didn't just pull it out of the air. You've just taken me to see a gay musical called Gay!. You're laughing like mad at every gay reference. Your friends - all of whom are gay - say hello by tickling you...
Psychiatrist: Because you are one of them. You are gay. You are gay. You are a homosexual. The opposite of straight. You're gay. I know it, your family knows it. Dogs know it! Everyone seems to know it except you!
Dillon: I think it might be a little bit gay.
Dillon's Agent: Dilly... straight married men have secret gay sex all the time!
Dillon: That sounds made up.
Principal Victoria: He finally snapped and had a nervous breakdown and went up into the mountains to live in solitude.
Chef: Some say that on cold nights you can still hear him moanin', "I'm not gaaay! I'm not gaaay!"
Distant Voice: I'mmm nnnooottt gggaaayyy!!!
Janet: Carry on...
Louise: He loves his mum, he loves Steps, oh and he loves...
Janet: Shagging men?
Louise: I beg your pardon?
Donna: Well, everything you've told us, Louise, absolutely everything, means that he's camper than a row of tents. Pink tents.
Janet: Pink tents with gay men in them.
Zorc: Yeah, kinda.
Teddy Bear: Yep!
Shun: Oh, sorry! I thought you mean my secret about me being gay!
Shun's Master: Is that supposed to be a secret?