Johnny: Dad, close your eyes and tell me what you see.
Miklos: I see you getting ready for bed.
Johnny: Tell me the truth. Do you just see black and red or do you actually see a coloured picture.
Miklos: Black and red. You?
Johnny: Same.

Nikki: They sent me an email apologizing for addressing me by the wrong first name. They called me 'Rosa'. I didn't even notice.
Miklos: I'm gonna call you that from now on.
Johnny: No! Call her Nikki, or Nicole, or Elizabeth, or Bacso!
Miklos: Okay I'll call her Bacso then.
Johnny: NO! That's not an option! Wait. How much of that did I say out loud??

[driving along Hwy 3]
Nikki: Are you speeding?
Miklos: Yeah, a bit... But still not going as fast as this guy [car passes in left lane]. I'm going 95 and he's going like 107.
Nikki: How'd you come up with that number?
Miklos: Well the rate of speed he's getting away from us and my super brain powers...
Nikki: How'd you do in school? Were you good in Math class?
Miklos: Let's put it this way. Was the grading system a percentage or a points system?

[In the car]
Nikki: Hey John, are you sleeping?
Johnny: No, I'm just quietly blending into the night.
[Nikki and Miklos keep talking]
Johnny: You should too. Shh!

[In the car]
Johnny: I've got my ghost friend sitting here beside me. [Motions as if he's reaching up to pat someone's shoulder] His name is Jordan.
Nikki: Oh good. That's an interesting name for a ghost. Makes it sound as if he was really a person once. How are you, Jordan?
Johnny: He doesn't talk.
Miklos & Nikki: ...
Johnny: He's see-through.
Miklos: Is he see-through, or is he invisible, John?
Johnny: Snack wrap.
Miklos & Nikki: ..??
Johnny: ... I don't know why I said snack wrap! What was I thinking? I heard you say "What do you want from Tim's?" I want a bagel.

Miklos: I just shooed a fruit fly away from my orange and apple which are sitting here on my desk and I caught myself saying "get the hell out of here, a-hole" to it.

Miklos: This bread is good toasted!
Johnny: This bread is good _when it’s_ toasted. Make sentences make sense, Dad!

Brett: Just had something hilarious happen
Brett: I'm editing the Miracast background images to use the new room names, using the Photoshop content-aware filter to make my job a bit easier
Brett: (Instead of having to re-create each file)
Brett: And because it's text surrounded by text, I need to run it multiple times to fully eliminate the text
Brett: As it will pull random letters from the text around it, not making words, but just because it thinks there should be some there
​Brett: After the 4th or 5th round of jumbled letters and symbols, I just see
Brett: "please"
Brett: Like I'm slowly killing it
Miklos: Hahah... please. stop..

[driving along the backroads]
Miklos: Hey, didn't we see this guy walking his dogs on the other road earlier?
Johnny: Imagine he was just plopped into this spot when we got near him like in Minecraft?
Miklos: Yeah .. like "if player near this point, then *plop*."
Johnny: But life isn't code, dad.
Miklos: What if it is? What if there's something bigger that programmed it all and we don't even know about it?
Johnny: I mean, we could be inside a giant cat's eyeball!
[Miklos laughs]
Johnny: Because Rico's eye looks like a universe. And dad, next time don't laugh at that because it's serious.

Johnny: Why do people eat the eyeballs of fish?
Miklos: Do you think people actually do that?
Johnny: Yes, because this world is crazy. [mumbles] It's a terrible place. I bet Jupiter is better.

Miklos: "not nonsense" is just "sense" because the two negatives, not and non, cancel each other out so you're just left with "sense".
Johnny: Does _not_ make sense.

[playing with Miklos' Jabra headset]
Johnny: Wow. This doesn't even smell like sound. It smells like work. [puts it down]

[after coming in from a nice bonfire in the backyard]
Johnny: That was terrible.
Miklos: What was?
Johnny: When you're a six-year-old and you're outside in the dark after your bedtime, it's a terrible nightmare.

[Sitting in a Shoppers parking lot waiting for Nikki, John sitting beside me in the passenger seat eating a cheeseburger, complaining about the sun in his eyes]
Miklos: Here, we can drape mom's sweater over the visor and pull it off to the side. There we go. Better?
Johnny: [singing] You are the wind beneath my wings.

Miklos: Maybe I'll add nice little icons on the top nav [of this site].
Nikki: Leave it alone. Are you going through a mid-life crisis?

Miklos: Ppfttt everyone always has their phone
Curtis: Why did it take you a whole 11 minutes to say that?
Miklos: I didn't have my phone with me

[While playing Minecraft on the Switch]
Miklos: Why is this controller pulling me to the left when I'm not even doing anything?
Johnny: Because I spilled water on it once and made it malfunction. It's pretty much useless now.

Johnny: [from the backseat of the car, looking out the window] Imagine being a cloud? Going wherever the wind blows...
Miklos: [looking over at Nikki] That's pretty poetic for a six-year-old, no?

Nikki: ...Johnny, I mean John
Miklos: hey, on dagh.net I still write Johnny because that's what all of your quotes are under.
Johnny: that's fine, but when I grow up, when I'm like 15 or 16, I want you guys to call me John Extreme, because I really like that name.

Miklos: [trying to remember how to play a theme song on the piano] Ah man I forget how this goes.
Johnny: Don't you have the theme song instructions? [sheet music]