Skeletor: Damn you! A pox on thee! Rot in hell! Coward! Traitor! Buffoon! Politician!
Cobra Commander: Hey, I resent that last one!
~click~
Armitage: Hold it right there.
Cobra Commander: Driver, take this sharp corner here!
~squeal~
Cobra Commander: AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH! I fell oooooooout! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!
Cobra Commander: Wait, wait! WAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIT! Ow! Let me back in! I am your leader! I am your superior! I am a maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!
Armitage: Thank you for the call, He-Man. We've been waiting to bring this guy downtown for awhile now.
Skeletor: What the hell is this thing on my finger? These are the biggest handcuffs you had? These are more like... fingercuffs... hehe.
He-Man: Chasing Amy references aside, thank you for your help. Now about the huge fucking bugs in my castle.
Armitage: We can take care of that now. I would like you to stop staring at my chest first.
He-Man: I can't... it's just... uh... the way I'm posed. My neck won't crane up any farther... yeah, that's it, that's the ticket.
Armitage: ~sigh~ Fine.
He-Man: Ladies first.
Armitage: How gentlemanly. Are you still afraid of the monsters or are you trying to check out my ass?
He-Man: A little from column A, a little from column B.
Armitage: What the? There aren't any monsters in here! Just some legless idiot and a rotting corpse.
Skelegort: I have my legs, what are you talking about… oh, right.
He-Man: I don't understand, they were here when I ran away screaming like a girl.
Repo Man: ~burp~ Ahhh... what a meal. Haven't had spider and scorpion steaks in a long time. I'm so fucking full... and since I don't have an ass anymore, I'll be full for a long, long time.