Has anyone seen my balls?
I hope you mean for juggling...
I’M ALL ALONE!
*trips* Ha! Ha! Ha!
Fish for sale!
I want real custard damnit! *throws bowl*
*swish* WEEE! Cape!
Stupid fungus...
I like pie.
We’re all out of cheese.
Call in the military!
Open the iris!
Clean my sweatsocks!
*trips* Slippery out today isn’t it? Ha! Ha! Ha!
I’m in a vat of mushrooms.
*jack o’neil walks through singing soprano*
*rat scurries across floor*
I wish I could scurry... *bursts into tears*
Blood is thicker than chocolate.
This is too lumpy!
Tapioca. Yum.
*trips* Did someone spill custard? Ha! Ha! Ha!
Why is there a zombie in my closet?
MINE! *tackles*
How dare you give me tapioca!
*death occurs somewhere in the room*
I broke my heel!
*licks up lettuce juice*
Come ‘ere toots!
Nice tights...
CUSTARD!
Custard pie?!
BONZEII!
Owie...
Miller time!
*bird shits from rafters*
La-la-la-la-la...
*clubs person to death with shoe*
I wan’ a hug!
FUCK YOU MR. POTATO HEAD!
You know, there are squirrels living in my grey matter...
Beer?
No. I’m Susan.
FIRE IN THE WHOLE!
You moron...
Pie?
I brought the caramels!
YAHHHH! *tackles*
Yellow ferrets.
I need some help here!
Call a doctor.
*ghostbusters appear and disappear leaving a vacuum cleaner behind*
Willy Wonka raped my dog.
Pie?
Yup.
Finally! *eats foot*
Slimey...
I’M A LEGOLAS WHORE!
*cow grazes*
Fish hold the meaning of life? No way. *dies*
HAMSTERS!
*five million ants run through room*
Yup.
Please dial again.
I never dialed the first time... *cries*
You have seven days...
Boogie boogie.
Christopher Walken?
Drunk?
In a dog park?
AGAIN?
*trips* Ha! Ha! Ha!
Me. Have. Custard.
3.1415...?
Chef zombies.
*mouth full* Girl Scoot Schmookies!
Hey! It’s what I do.
*gets shot*
To be or not to shove something into a dark forest...
Chocolate pudding is nice.
Like red wine soaked in barbecue sauce.
Yup.
Actually, no...
What? *shoots her*
Puke.
*leaps out window*
Come back to me...
But you’re all the way up there!
*runs into wall*
PUDDING SUCKS!
Souls are for dancing!
I’m getting licked by a poodle this weekend. Want to come?
Ultimate evil comes from sausage.
PINK FLOWERS!
*detonates bomb*
*coughs*
Pie?
Custard... mmm...
What’s the matter Pikachu?
*dies*
Okay then.
Want a ride in the Rolls?
CANDY AND GILA MONSTERS!
Why is the sky blue?
My underpants are asleep.
Sleep. Good. Fire breathing rabbits. Bad.
*comes back to life*
WHOA! CRATER!
No.
You sure?
Pie.
