Who needs no stinkin’ directions?
Oh, a tough guy, eh?
We’re takin over, see?
Yeah, you and what army?
The one in which your mother wears army boots?
Aren’t you afraid of mutually assured destruction?
Can’t we have mutually assured peace and love and sunshine and lollipops?
What flavor?
What is your flavourite?
Hmm, do you have lime?
If I have the lime, do you have the time?
How dare you ninja me?
Why so bold?
Can you explain your signature?
Pish-tush! Do you not realize you are addressing the inventorof the reverse gravity ray and anti-memory vapor?
Converting cider into gold?
Is that a problem?
How is that even possible?
How is that even oddly possible?
How odd can a possibility be?