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| "God DAMNIT Samantha, didn't I tell you to stop shoving FORKS into OUTLETS??" | |
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| "But the forks are so SHINY... they CALL to me Beatrice. NO NO! THE SPORKS!!!!" | |
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| "Ohhh the spork sporkyness. Steel mettalic everlasting!! GOD! GOD I TELL YOU!!!" | |
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| "Bleh. You make me stab my head!" | |
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