Fuck yeah! Sue Sylvester.

This is how Sue sees it.

Are these your droopy white granny panties, Jacob? Are you an Eve who was born a Steve? Because if you are, I think there’s a special school that would better address your needs. And I think that school is in Thailand.

Sue: It’s the same old story: the wife puts on a few extra pounds… 
Terri: I’m pregnant. 
Sue: Oh, that’s no excuse. I’ve always thought that the desire to procreate was a sign of personal weakness. Me, I’ve never wanted kids. Don’t have the time, don’t have the uterus.

Sue: Am I missing something, journal? is it me? Of course it’s not me. 
It’s WILL SCHUSTER. What is it about him, journal? Is it the arrogant smirk, is it the store-bought home perm? You know, journal, I noticed something yesterday. Of course… it’s coming clear to me now. If I can’t destroy the club, I will have to destroy.. THE MAN!

Sue: This is what we call a total disaster ladies, I’m going to have to ask you to smell your arm pits. That’s the smell of failure. And its stinking up my office.

Sue: Santana. Wheels. Gay kid. C’mon! Move it! Asian. Other Asian. Aretha. And Shaft. See, Will? I don’t wanna participate in a group that ignores the needs of minority students.
Santana: And that’s how Sue sees it.
Sue: Outstanding!

Sue: I will go to the animal shelter and get you a kitty cat. I will let you fall in love with that kitty cat. And then on some dark cold night, I will steal away into your home and punch you in the face.

Voiceover: She is fresh off her fifth consecutive National Cheerleading Title and author of the soon-to-be-published memoir, I’m A Winner and You’re Fat, Ohio’s home-grown iconoclast, Coach Sue Sylvester!

Sue: I keep expecting racist animated Disney characters to pop up and start singing songs about living on the bayou.