Safe at home.
So, I’ll be building my summer home on a more magical hill. Thank you.
Poisoned dragon’s liver?
Poisoned dragon’s liver.
Did you poison the dragon, or just the liver?
I’m going to heave-ho.
I’m a codfish.
Close your mouth please, Michael; we are not a codfish.
You expect me to believe that pack of lies, Mike Wazowski!?
You disappoint me in every way possible.
Hello, worthless. Miss me?
“You’re crazy!”
“No. Spiteful, vindictive, very large, but never crazy.”
We’re all mad here.
Is something wrong, Mabel? You just walked past a cat without petting it.
We are Siamese if you please
We are Siamese if you don’t please
You just harmonized with me.
Come on, sing with me!
Let’s all sing like the birdies sing, tweet, tweet tweet, tweet tweet
Same thing every spring. “Tweet tweet, tweet tweet, tweet tweet, TWEET TWEET!” Love’s sweet song. Heh. Pain in the pinfeathers, I call it.
Ugh, I can’t get that terrible song out of my head.
I have a special melody I need to learn to perpetrate.
Toot, whistle, plunk and boom.