No F’ing Section Part 3

Steve Stifler: Well polish my nuts and serve me a milkshake.

Steve Stifler: It’s time for me to boom-boom with the bridesmaids, Finch-fucker. ‘Cause I’m gonna hang out with my wang out, and rock out with my cock out.

Paul Finch: Now, Jim, let me handle this. These are my people.
Steve Stifler: They’re gay?
Paul Finch: No, you bleating imbecile. They have style, they’re cultured, they’re sophisticated.
Steve Stifler: So, they’re gay.

Steve Stifler: Dick. ‘Fucking hate not hating you.
Paul Finch: I did fuck your mom.
[smiling]
Paul Finch: Twice…
Steve Stifler: Hoo… That’s better fucker.

Steve Stifler: If you’ll excuse me, I have some shit to attend to.

Stifler: My dick looks like a corn dog and I’ve got cake all over my balls.

Steve Stifler: Happy “Fuck Day”, Ass Mouth.

Stifler: It’s on like Donkey Kong, beeyotch.

Steve Stifler: [about having sex with Cadence] I’m gonna be like, “You like this shit Momma?” And then she’ll be like, “Fuckin’ right doggie. Suck on my nipples like, like you’re milkin’ a cow.”

Stifler: Hey, Mr. Party Guy, how ya doin’? Ya havin’ a good time? Can I get ya a Gin and Tonic? Ring-Ring, oh hold on. Hello? Yeah? Haha! It’s for you, it’s GET TO WORK, FUCKER!

Steve Stifler: Observe the fuckin’ Stifmeister, what is his defining characteristic?
Jim: He uses the F-word excessively?
Steve Stifler: [grins] Thanks man.

Paul Finch: Grandmother-fucker.
Steve Stifler: Mother fucker.
Paul Finch: Yes I am.
Steve Stifler: Oh, you son of a bitch.