Liz S. (elizajane86) wrote in germanquotebook,
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More Coach quotes from me!


((I went on a wet 'n wild trip...and I got dehydrated really bad...throwing up and being sick and stuff. To make things worse, this girl (awww) bought me a water bottle, and I drank most of it before we got home. Then, I had to pee really bad, and we still had like 15 or so minutes. I told Coach, and he said, "Sorry, we can't stop yet, you'll have to wait." Well, this was on a Saturday...so we had school the next Monday...and of course I had German))

Liz: Ooh man, I don't feel very good.
Katy: Are you going to throw up?
Liz: Maybe...
Katy: Herr! Liz is gonna throw up!
Liz: Thanks. *stands up*
Coach: Again? You know, Liz got dehydrated and threw up, and then she had to go pee all the way home. Well, not all the way home...
Liz: Shush!

((This one was on the way home from a swim trip))
Liz: *whispers to friend* I have to pee...
Friend: Tell Coach!
Liz: Can you tell him for me?
Friend: Coach, Liz has to ask you something.
Liz: I'm not yelling it!
Coach: Liz...let's not play this game again. How long can you hold it in?
Liz: I don't know!
~*He told the bus driver to pull over at a rest stop*~
Coach: We're almost there. Think of something else. Not waterfalls (yeah...thanks...)
~*Pulled over*~
Coach: NOBODY GET OFF! THIS IS JUST FOR LIZ! You go girl!

Coach: I think you and #1 Limper (my "swim team nickname) should join Water Polo.
Friend: Remember that one year? I got kicked in the eye!
Coach: Eye-schmie.
Friend: It hurt!
Coach: Well of course it hurt. Limper #1 was hurt for 4 months, and she's fine. Okay, not fine, but she's okay. She'll be fine.
This boy on the swim team: Hah.

((Remember my saying about his "international signs"?))

Friend: *Holding a pizza box*
Liz: *steals the pizza box*
Friend: Hit him with the pizza box.
Coach: Don't hit me with the pizza box! International sign for don't hit me with the pizza box!
*silence*
Liz: What is it?
Coach: I don't know yet...

Boy on swim team: *picks up horseshoe...upside down*
Coach: LOOK WHAT YOU DID! YOU JUST POURED ALL MY LUCK ONTO THE DESK! IT TOOK 6 MONTHS TO COLLECT THAT LUCK, AND LOOK WHAT YOU DID!
Boy: Sorry coach. *tries to scoop up the "luck" off the desk and into the horseshoe.
Coach: You can't fix it! GET OUT!

Liz: *stubbed my toe hard...just hopping around*
Girl on swim team: You'd better swim on this relay...If I have to do it, you do too.
Coach: She's fine. She does it all the time. Some people worry themselves with it, but I don't worry myself with it anymore. (Yeah, thanks coach)

Coach: Hey Liz. You just chillin' out?
Liz: Yeah.
Coach: Oh yeah! You have to take that test! Why didn't you say anything? You forgot, didn't you?
Liz: umm..yeah...
Coach: How's that going for you, being retarded?
Liz: Ouch...
Coach: I meant that in the best way possible.

Liz: Guess what!
Coach: The pope's catholic.
Liz: Yes...guess what else!
Coach: You're swimming this summer.
Liz: Yes...guess what else! I'm running for Senior Class Secretary!
Coach: YOU'RE running for Senior Class Secetary.
Liz: Yes.
Liz: The Senior class is going to Hell in a handbasket.

~*Graduation night*~
Friend: You're losing your most dedicated swimmer!
Coach: I'm so glad she's leaving. I couldn't stand her! She was such a pain in the you-know-where.
Liz: *mouth drops*
Coach: You know I'm kidding, right?
Liz: Yes.
Coach: You're not going to go around flopping around like a fish?
Liz: No.

~*The day we T.P.ed his truck*~
Coach: LIZ AND ********! I KNOW YOU TOLIET PAPERED MY TRUCK!
(Friend took off (we were in the water) but I had nothing to do, so I just stood there, and he came over to me)
Coach: You'll be sorry. When you have a date to the prom, and your car is all shiny and clean...you'll regret it.
~*Later, me and friend sitting on bleachers. Stephanie is just sitting there, and I'm laughing my head off*~
CHS Coach (NOT German): I think it was those two.
Coach: I know. Look at Liz. You'd think she'd never done this before.
~*Passes by me, glaring, and I'm still giggling*~
Coach: Have you ever T.P.ed my room (classroom)?
Liz: No.
Coach: Liar.
Liz: I haven't I swear!

((His birthday was on Easter Break...so we decided to give him a surpise the day before. 2 of my friends and I got there early, called him to the office, and ran to his classroom with confetti, balloons, and a big poster that said "Happy Birthday!" I gave him a mug I made that said #1 Coach, and a Twix bar. I threw Confetti all over the floor and started to toliet paper all over when he walked in))
Coach: Hey! Call me to the office...*looks at the poster* Aww...it says Happy Birthday! *glares at one of my friends* But...there's candy, so that makes everything better...kind of.
~*Later, during my German class*~
Some kid in my German class: The janitors are going to be mad!
Coach: Yeah the janitor is going to be.....*looks at Liz* AHEM!
Girl: Who did it?
Liz: *raises her hand*
Coach: *pours confetti on Liz's head*

~*More might be coming!*~
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Please!!!
Sorry I didn't do that before...thanks for the tip though!
~*Liz*~
Coach: Well of course it hurt. Limper #1 was hurt for 4 months, and she's fine. Okay, not fine, but she's okay. She'll be fine.


...oh my GOD.

Your Coach and mine much NEVER MEET.