Name: Charisma Carpenter Born: July 23 Eyes: Hazel Hair: Brunette Born in: Las Vegas, NV Resides: Los Angeles, CA Hobbies: RollerBlading, Hiking, Rock Climbing, Sky diving, horseback riding, travelling, aerobics, poetry, cooking Fav Foods: Mexican, peanut Butter, fruits/vegetables, Red meat Fav Singers: Chet Baker, Velvet Chain, Soundgarden, Paula Cole Fav Actors/Actresses: Jack Nicholson, Holly Hunter and Anne Heche Fav Movies/Shows: Legends of the Fall / Party of Five Fav Book: The Greatest Salesman in the World by Og Mandino

"Morbid much."
"Know your losers. Once you can identify them all by sight they're a lot easier to avoid."

"God! What is your childhood trauma?"

"It's like when I go shopping. I have to have the most expensive thing. Not because it's expensive, but because it costs more."

"I'm not saying that we should kill a teacher everyday just so I can lose weight, I'm just saying when tragedy strikes, we have to look on the bright side."

"Hello salty goodness."

"All I can think is, it could of been me!"

"Behold, the weirdness!"

"That is such a twinkie defense."

"This is all about me! Me, me, me!"

"Hey! You think I'm never lonely because I'm so cute and popular? I can be surrounded by people and be completely alone. It's not like any of them really know me. I don't even know if they like me half the time. People just want to be in the popular zone. Sometimes when I talk, everyone's so busy agreeing with me, they don't hear a word I say."

"You're really campaigning for bitch-of-the-year, aren't you?"

"Whatever is causing the Joan Collins 'tude, deal with it. Embrace the pain, spank your inner moppet, whatever, but get over it."

"I don't think anyone should have to do anything educational in school if they don't want to."

" Hello! Can we deal with my pain, please?"

"Even slaves get minimum wage."

"And if you get me out of this, I swear I'll never be mean to anyone ever again. Unless they really deserve it. Or if it's that time of the month, in which case I don't think you or anyone else can hold me responsible..."

"Oh, Buffy, it's like we're sisters! With really different hair"

"Oh, he's a vampire. Of course. But the cuddly kind, like a carebear with fangs?"

"And you went mental when?"

"Why does eveyone always yell my name? I'm not deaf and I can take a hint. What's the hint?"

"'I aspire to help my fellow man.' Check. As long as he's not smelly, dirty, or something gross."

"Right, 'cause I lie awake at night hoping you tweakos will be my best friends. And that my first husband will be a balding, demented, homeless man."

"I'd rather be worm food than look at your pathetic face."

"Hey! I'll have you know that my father brought this bear back from Gstaad years ago. Then all of a sudden, these trendoids everywhere started sporting it, so I'm totally not wearing it. Then I thought, 'Hey! I'm the one who started this nationwide craze. What am I ashamed of?'"

"Well, I'm Chips and Dips Girl."

"Yeah, you might find something useful if it's an 'I Can Read' book."

"Pieces? We get the pieces. Our job sucks!"

"We didn't come here to talk about Willow. We came here to do things...I can never tell my father about because he still thinks I'm a...good girl."

"I think you splashed on just a little too much Obsession for Dorks."

"What's his problem? Oh, that's right, he's a guy."

"Are you going, like, Stalker Boy on me now?"

"Who died and made you Elvis?"

"Make me yak!"

"And keep your mom-aged mitts off my boyfriend. Former!"

"If we die in here, I'm gonna kick your ass. I mean it."

"You're a sheep. All you ever do is what everyone else does, just so you can say you did it first. And here I am, scrambling for your approval, when I'm way cooler than you are, 'cause I'm not a sheep. I do what I want to do, and I wear what I want to wear, and you know what? I date whoever the hell I want to date. No matter how lame he is."

"Why doesn't he just slit her throat, or strangle her while she's sleeping, or cut her heart out? What? I'm trying to help."

"Thanks. And you know I'd do the same for you if you had a social life."

"We're all concerned about how gross you look."

"Nobody told me I was supposed to bring a gift. I was out of the loop on gifts."

"Tact is just not saying true stuff. I'll pass."

"Well, I was using the phrase 'watch her back' as a euphemism for looking at her butt. You know, sort of a pun."

"Let's go, Tact Guy."

"Oh, eww! Ohh, you should see this thing. The way it does its thing, I mean, eww! Why do I let you guys drag me into this stuff?"

"You expect me to wear that thing? It smells like grandpa breath."

"Hey, if Sunnydale High School shuts down forever, do we automatically graduate?"

"Okay. Over-identify much?"

"Xander, I know you take pride in being the voice of the common wuss..."

"Go ahead, say it. You ran like a woman."

"I think I've lost all will to cheerlead."

"It's one thing to be dating the lame unpopular guy, but it's another to be dating the Creature from the Blue Lagoon."

"And we can still date. Or not... I mean, I understand if you want to see other fish. I'll do everything I can to make your quality of life better, whether that means little bath toys or whatever."

"Gee, Xander, and what are you gonna' to teach when you fail in life? Advanced loser being?"

"How 'bout because you're a tiny, impotent Nazi with a bug up his butt the size of an emu."

"I wish we could help, you know, without dying."

"Maybe he's forgotten me.  Well, I'll just have to make him remember."

"Why do I have to be bait?  I'm always bait."

"Nice pet, Giles.  Don't you like anything regular?  Golf, USA Today, or anything?"

"I'm the dip."

"Put yourself in Buffy's shoes for just a minute, okay?  I'm Buffy, freak of nature, right?  Naturally, I pick a freak for a boyfriend, and then he turns into Mr. Killing Spree, which is pretty much my fault..."

"Oh, you mean 'cause of how the only guy that ever liked her turned into a vicious killer and had to be put down like a dog?"

"When did you become Martha Stewart?"

"He didn't try to slit our throats or anything.  That's progress."

"Check out Slut-o-Rama and her Disco Dave.  What was the last thing that guy danced to, K.C. and the Sunshine Band?"

"What is it with you and Slayers?  Maybe I should dress up as one, and put a stake to your throat."

"Does anyone believe that is her actual hair color?"

"Okay!  Scarred for life.  Oh God."

"Where have I been?"

"Great.  Now I'm gonna' be stuck with serious thoughts all day."