Bluestar: There have been fewer kits recently. Why? Spottedleaf: Because Willowpelt has gone through all the toms? Bluestar: Even Ravenpaw? Spottedleaf: Ravenpaw twice.
Rusty and Lionheart's meeting.
Rusty: Are you all warriors?
Lionheart: Actually, Graypaw is a patient at our mental hospital.
Graypaw: (reads script) Wait, ThunderClan has a metal hopscotch?
Smudge's eyes lit up like those of a child molester who had just stumbled upon a whole park full of unattended kids.
"Cut the crap Aslan, no one gives a shit."
"C'mon; let's get out of here before I have to spend one more second with Oedipus over there."
That was about the time survival instincts, which had been lazing somewhere in the back of his mind thinking they had plenty of time, finally bothered to glance at a metaphorical clock and realized they were late for a metaphorical appointment with Rusty's body. Snarling and swearing, they charged half-prepared out the metaphorical door, forgetting their metaphorical hat and coat along the way.
Hyperadam Version
This exchange in Twilight:
Leafpool: Great StarClan! It's Feathertail, back from the dead to haunt me about having impure thoughts about Crowfeather!
Feathertail: No, I don't mind for some reason. He's great isn't he?