Shirley Kelso: We're cousins!
Douglas Cooper: Well, from all the lotions, condoms, and devices I saw sitting on your nightstand, it's clear you're sleeping with somebody.
Dupree: [beat] Well, it ain't like we're first cousins or anything...
Lindsay: They call it "kissing cousins"?
George Michael: We're not kissing! That's the point!
Neji: Hinaette my life were better ended than death prorogued wanting of thy love!
We're just so alike in every way
I gotta say
In fact I just thought I might pop the question there that night
I was kissing her so tenderly
But woe is me
Who would have guessed, her family crest
I'd suddenly spy tattooed on her thigh
And son of a gun
It's just like the one on me!
How was I supposed to know we were both related?
Believe me, if I knew she was my cousin we never would have dated
What to do now? Should I go ahead and propose
And get hitched and have kids with eleven toes
And move to Alabama where that kind of thing is tolerated?
No, no, no.
Edward the Black Prince: But I want to marry my cousin.
Edward III: A man wishes to marry his cousins, this is natural! Yet, think of the realm. God, the cousins I could have—but no.
There they find to android manned alien ships about to bathe the Earth in death rays◊. The rather phallic look of the alien ships added a little bit to my 'Clark hopes they could be kissing cousins' theory. I mean ... those ships could have been drawn any shape in the world.
Dixie Kong: You do know we're like, related, right?
Diddy Kong: That's even better!
The others at the dinner party reacted with shock, laughter, surprise, disbelief, curiosity, amusement, or a combination of the above.
"How's this, Kara?" asked Van-Zee, cautiously. "You don't mean he fell for you, do you?"
She smiled an I-know-something-you-don't smile at him.
Gretchen Wieners: Okay, you did not just say that.
Karen: What? He's a good kisser.
Gretchen: He's your cousin.
Karen: Yeah, but he's my first cousin.