Petriskyisms

Man, so many new Petriskyisms today, but I couldn't write any down!
Not exactly a Petriskyism, but the highlight of that type of thing for me today:
Mr Petrisky: "Could you do that again? I was talking."
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Day 2:
"The reason is yes."
"You are no longer a dotless man-person."
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8/03/09 : "You guys have got notes all over the place! You just let the band down with the notes! You don't want me to go on a search and destroy mission for them do you?"
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"Your body will obey if you verbally tell it what to do. If you don't, it won't know what to do."

Excuse the double post, but no one's posting, and I just found my old list of Petriskyisms (on the back of a "UIL Contest Itinerary for April 8, 2009) And it's a bit long for just an edit, but here you go:
*Here's your homework assignment: Grow an extra lung.
*It's like we're sticking all of you in a xerox machine... whirrrrchuck! Your solos should sound exactly the same.
*Percussion can help us, make us sparkle on stage, or you can implode us.
*You exude confidence, it oozes out of your pores... My, that sounds graphic!
*It needs to instantly "pfwoom", like a flashcube.
**Complete with handmotions, as if it's out of Ender's Game.
*Let's start at measure 40, 2 before 41.
*One measure before the first ending of the first ending.
**Hello, Department of Repetitive Redundancy Department, hello? Or is that Department of Recursive Redundancy Department?
*Low voices, you can't leave the high voices literally high and dry.
*You're slightly ahead, slightly anticipatory.
**Whatdoyaknow...it's a real word. Kind like curvalinear.
*The judges aren't slaves of fashion...neither am I. My wife *meaningful look*. I write the checks, she buys the purses.
**As in, for both of them?
*Every time we take tempo away, we have to give it back at some point.
**Law of Conservation of Tempo!
*This can be very comedic; in other words, comedy like.
**Again, with the Department of Repetitive Redundancy.
*Everytime I hear the sirens on 3009, my dog howls.
**Apparently, they have a psychic connection?
*I swear, their trombones ate raw meat for breakfast.
**...I don't even know.
*I am asking emphatically: You. Are. Distracting!
**Kinda mixing up request and command there...
*When you play loud and out of tune, it's like you cut yourself *points to wrist* and you're bleeding all over everyone.
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*[While tuning horns and saxes] Alright, we're in the same neighborhood. Earlier we were on different planets.
*[While playing the Star Spangled Banner] You're rushing it! This is America, not Russia!
**Old enough joke to make everyone keel over.
*This is not supposed to be from the soundtrack of Titanic! Do you hear the catastrophe?
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That's all I got. Courtney has about three point one four times more.