Tread carefully, now. Not even a god would survive sacrificing me.

Enjoy myself? There's a worm in my brain, I'm surrounded by idiots, and all I've got to drink is wine that tastes like vinegar.

You were never burdened with intelligence, but your load seems to be especially light these days.

Peace. Enjoy it while it lasts.

Fine, I guess I'll just stay here and eat dirt or whatever.