Mick

Welcome to the Afterlife, Jean-Luc. You're DEAD.

Mrs. Jacoby in human form, do you see?

Mrs. Leeds in human form, do you see?

Mrs. Jacoby changing, do you see?

Mrs. Leeds changing, do you see?

Mrs. Jacoby reborn, do you see?

Mrs. Leeds reborn, do you see?

A-dored! Come on, let's be honest, Lew. You paid for the women!

Gentlemen, as you know, the Ultimate Warrior ---- FUCK IT!

BUILD AN ARK NOAH. 

So, a Bloodninja walks into a cyber cafe...

YES. I'M FUCKING DEAF!

Get a room. 

Dad, no one wants to hear your stupid Vietnam stories!

Oh, in case you got covered in that repulsion gel, here's some advice that the lab boys gave me: DO NOT get covered in the repulsion gel. 

We haven't entirely nailed down what element it is yet, but I'll tell you this: It's a lively one, and it does NOT like the human skeleton.

Thmath the beetleth, thamth 'em! KTHUNK KTHUNK KTHUNK!

Stop it, please, for God's sake, please stop it. There's no more time! Please stop it. Stop it now. Turn it off! Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! STOP IT!

I wish I could tell you that Griff fought the good fight, and the Sisters let him be. I wish I could tell you that, but the future ain't no fairy tale world. 

Daredevil dresses in his daughters' underwear!

PAY ME FOR THE DOOR REPAIR CHARGE.

-100

I FOUND A MIRROR UNDER THE TABLE . 

There's a uh, big machine in the sky, some kind of, I dunno, electric snake, coming straight at us.

Fucking Quintana...that creep can roll, man. 

Here come the jesters, 
One-two-three. 
It's all part of my fantasy. 

In the words of Aunty Entity - MASTER BLASTER RUNS BARTER TOWN. 

BECAUSE. THE NAME'S RECOOME. 

IT RHYMES WITH DOOM. 

AND YOU'RE GONNA BE HURTING. 

ALL.

TOO.

SOON!

In comes the meat wagon, WOO-OOO, WOO-OOO. And the medic gets out and says "OH. My. GOD." New guy in the corner, puking his guts out, "BLEEEEEEEEEGHHHH", "BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEGHHHHHHHHHH". All cause you want to save a couple extra pennies. Now, to me, that's-- 

Hey fatty boom boom! Hit me wif da ching ching!
Fat pocket klinking! Dollar eye twinkling!

I've just had an apostrophe.

Don't let the hat fool you, the Pope's a crazy fucker. Probably blessed the car, got wasted and drove it off a fucking cliff.