What do you mean? A newt? And this isn’t my nose. This is a false one. We shall say ‘Ni’ again to you, if you do not appease us. Well, I didn’t vote for you.
Stop! Don’t shoot fire stick in space canoe! Cause explosive decompression!
The nose? Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system! What do you mean? Shut up! Now, look here, my good man. Now, look here, my good man.
Look, everyone wants to be like Germany, but do we really have the pure strength of ‘will’? And why did ‘I’ have to take a cab? How much did you make me? They’re like sex, except I’m having them! These old Doomsday Devices are dangerously unstable. I’ll rest easier not knowing where they are.
I was saying “Boo-urns.” I’ve had it with this school, Skinner. Low test scores, class after class of ugly, ugly children… Well, he’s kind of had it in for me ever since I accidentally ran over his dog. Actually, replace “accidentally” with “repeatedly” and replace “dog” with “son.”
Yeah, and if you were the pope they’d be all, “Straighten your pope hat.” And “Put on your good vestments.”
I’m not a witch. The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. That is why I am your king.