Hamilton: I’m sorry that people are so jealous of me but I can’t help it that I’m popular.

Rosberg: why are you so obsessed with me?

Raikkonen: was I the new queen bee?

Vettel: I’m kind of psychic. I have a fifth sense. It’s like I have ESPN or something

Bottas: I wish I could bake a cake made of rainbows and smiles and everyone would eat it and be happy.

Massa: because I’m a pusher. I push people.

Ricciardo: what is the hot gossip? Tell me everything!

Kvyat: you’re face smells like peppermint

Perez: don’t let the haters stop you from doing you’re thang

Hülkenberg: that’s why his hair is so big. It’s full of little secrets.

Verstappen: you smell like a baby prostitute

Sainz: I saw Alonso wearing army pants and flips flops. So I bought army pants and flip flops.

Magnussen: I don’t hate you cuz you’re fat, you’re fat cuz I hate you.

Palmer: meet me in the projection room above the auditorium.

Gutierrez: this is the fertility vase of the ndebele tribe. Does that mean anything to you?

Grosjean: you’re just jealous cuz girls like me better.

Ericsson: oh my god! That was one time!

Nasr: I did not leave the south side for this!

Button: I have a theory that if you cut off all his hair he’d look like a British man.

Alonso: is butter a carb?

Maldonado: so you agree? You think you’re really pretty?

Stevens: could you give us some privacy for like 1 second?

Mehri: did you have an awesome time? Did you drink awesome shooters and listen to awesome music? And then just sit around and soak up each other’s awesomeness?!

Rossi: I mean that’s just like the rules of meminisn!