"Do you really want to be known as the girl with the braid?"
"We need to agree NOT to post anything on Facebook after 11:30pm."
"These are the arms of a 600-pound woman who has lost 400 pounds."
"My teeth look SO straight, but SO yellow."
"Are you eating a half-pizza all alone in your room on Facebook?" (Yes. Yes I was.)
"You're turning into a big weirdo."
"Do you ever wish it was more than just you and me?"
"I'm real good at closing things tight. I'm a hair-stylist."
"You know I'm going to swear at least once an hour. If I'm telling a story."
And this one. This one isn't a Summer-ism, per se. More like a Summer-fact.
She, at six years old, sat on Sam Walton's lap.