Commie ghosts what don't know they're dead. Hoping to steal our rockets so they can fly up and paint the moon pink and draw a Lenin face on it.

Jimmy? Little Jimmy - my, how you're grown up. So good of you to come visit your grandma.

[Barter 40] Dr. Courier diagnoses a terminally low discussion of caps in this conversation.

Well, says No-bark, we got a chupacabra with an automatic weapon. And that's when they get real quiet, 'cause now they see the predicament we're in.

Too many people have opinions on things they know nothing about. And the more ignorant they are, the more opinions they have.