Rajesh Koothrappali: If I could speak the language of rabbits, they would be amazed and I would be their king.
Leonard Hofstadter: I hate my name. It has “nerd” in it. Leo-nerd.
Howard Wolowitz: I lost my virginity to my cousin Jeannie.
Rajesh Koothrappali: I would be kind to my rabbit subjects… at first.
Leonard Hofstadter: You know what’s a good name? Angelo. It has “angel” and “jello” in it.
Howard Wolowitz: It was my uncle’s funeral. Our eyes met across the table over the pickled herring. We couldn’t help ourselves!
Rajesh Koothrappali: One day, I hold a great ball for the President of France, but the rabbits they hate me and don’t come. I’m embarrassed so I eat all the lettuce in the world and make them watch.
Leonard Hofstadter: People would call me Angie. Yo, Angie! How you doin’?
Howard Wolowitz: To this day, I can’t look at pickled herring without being a little aroused and ashamed