It just means he's turning into a lumpy space guy on account of my bite. It's just like um... you know... werewolf rules.

—"Trouble in Lumpy Space"

WHATEVER, IT'S 2009!

—"Trouble in Lumpy Space"

First you should check out my house. It's like, kinda lame but way less lame than, like, your house.

—"Trouble in Lumpy Space"

I said, 'Lump off,' mom!

—"Trouble in Lumpy Space"

I lumping hate them!

—"Trouble in Lumpy Space"

I'm really, really sorry, Finn, but I can't help you because my parents are horrible idiots.

—"Trouble in Lumpy Space"

Oh, my Glob, Melissa!

—"Trouble in Lumpy Space"

Hey! This is hard for me, too! I mean, I used to eat chili-cheese fries with Brad, (sniff) so there's gonna be a lot of romantic tension on this ride.

—"Trouble in Lumpy Space"

The guys that use the antidote up here are notorious for being... smooth posers.

—"Trouble in Lumpy Space"

Buuuuumps!

—"Trouble in Lumpy Space"

I know I mess things up sometimes, but I'm really trying! And you guys are supposed to be my friends! Not like the fake ones I have here!

—"Trouble in Lumpy Space"

I'm bored. And I'm not having any fun!

—"Prisoners of Love"

That wasn't fun. That was lame!

—"Prisoners of Love"

Oh, yeah, I'm havin' a fun time.

—"Prisoners of Love"

I want surgery to make my body hot.

—"His Hero"

Oh, yeah! This body's HOT! I feel POWERFUL!

—"His Hero"

I totally saw Hot Dog Princess get sucked in here, and I wasn't invited!? I was all, "What the lump?" so I'm crashing this party.

—"It Came from the Nightosphere"

Oh, my Glob, you guys, drama bomb!

—"It Came from the Nightosphere"

I can be smooth. (Grunts) Finn, punch out my lumps. I can be whatever he wants, I can change.

—"Loyalty to the King"

Get away from my camp. I'll cut you!

—"To Cut a Woman's Hair"

Oh, my Glob. What the stuff are you doing?

—"To Cut a Woman's Hair"

Well, if you want these lumps, you gotta put a ring on it. WHERE'S MY RING?

—"To Cut a Woman's Hair"

Get in touch with your feelings, babe!

—"To Cut a Woman's Hair"

Princess Bubblegums's in my seat (growls)

—"Video Makers"

Oh, my Glob Melissa, ever since Clara stopped eating meat, her skin looks so good! I mean, she still looks fat, but, like, I can't say that junk to her face.

—"Heat Signature"

I'm doing so awesome on my own, like I found this can of beans

—"Heat Signature"

Melissa, I have to go, they got into my toilet paper! Melissa, I have to go!

—"Heat Signature"

MAH BEANS!

—"Heat Signature"

Not yet, Cinnamon Bun!

—"Conquest of Cuteness"

No way. First, I'm gonna fall in love with one of those little guys, then I'm gonna fall out of love. And then I'm gonna totally fake die, of a fake heart attack! Oh my heart! My heart hurts because I fell out of love! And now i have to die! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

—"Conquest of Cuteness"

One last kiss...before dying, my love.

—"Conquest of Cuteness"

I'm sorry that you're starving because I ate all of your crops, even though you're all still really fat, and I probably helped you lose some weight.

—"The Monster"

What the jug?!

—"The Monster"

Get off, you big doughnut!

—"The Creeps"

Maybe he'll be a steaming hot babe with huge money.

—"The Creeps"

(On learning her mystery name) My name is Duchess Gummibuns!

—"The Creeps"

I blinked my balls! ...My eyeballs.

—"The Creeps"

(LSP screaming loud, says, "I'm dying"--toilet flushes) Woooooooh! Ugh, gross, ugh! My lumpin' body's all hollow now! I gotta put something in it!

—"The Creeps"

But where's the food?! What kind of castle is this?! It's like a poor peoples' castle! With no lumpin' waffles for my dump truck!!

—"The Creeps"

He tried to kiss me on the mouth! And I was like, blah blah!

—"The Creeps"

"What does it lumping mean?!"

—"The Creeps"

I'm ready for you now, Brad. Isn't that obvi? I'm so ready.

—"The Creeps"

GET THE LUMP OUTTA HERE!!

—"From Bad to Worse"

Oh, nah. I am not getting eaten by zombies tonight.

—"From Bad to Worse"

MOVE OUTTA MY WAY!!!

—"From Bad to Worse"

My formula's gonna cure the zombies cause I made the prettiest formula.

—"From Bad to Worse"

Oh. My. GLOB! Look at those luscious lips! I gotta go lick up the rest of that formula!

—"From Bad to Worse"

Oh, my Glob! Yes! I'm gonna be so hot! So freakin' hot!

—"From Bad to Worse"

I know you want this body, but you can't have it! YOU CAN'T HAVE IT!

—"From Bad to Worse"

Gotcha!

—"Gotcha!"

Hey, girl!

—"Gotcha!"

Oh my Glob! Turtle Princess, I always wanted to write trashy books for ladies. Back up off me, Rickie!

—"Gotcha!"

...I look fresh to death with my new dress and purse!

—"Gotcha!"

Looks like I'll have to bust out these cobras to get a better dinner.

—"Gotcha!"

I guess at the end of the day, it's all about the lumps.

—"Gotcha!"

Oh, nuh-uh! I am not gonna carry rocks.

—"Gotcha!"

(Carrying two rocks) My arms weren't meant to carry so many rocks, you guys.

—"Gotcha!"

Finn has the hottest lumps, but his lumps are on the inside!

—"Gotcha!"

What the lump?!

Oh, my Glob!