Whoa...boy I apologize. My hormones are going nuts! Now please.. if you would... Get the (elephant trumpeting) out of my way. I mean how many times do I have to gotta (fire alarm) write "ice cream" on this (rubber ducky squeak) list before someone gets his (horse neigh) in gear and brings home some (owl hoot) ice cream? Maybe I should get a STEAK KNIFE, and etch it in your mother(plunger thrust) forehead! HOW HARD CAN IT (squeaky toy) BE? ICE-MOTHER(drum hit)-CREAM! I guess that's the price I pay for living with two (dial tone) MORONS!
— "Pregnant" Meatwad, to Master Shake and Frylock, Aqua Teen Hunger Force, "Gee Whiz"
"I've heard that you're taking a stand against that FILTHY DEVIL, Godwin! You're going to BASH him up good?! This is absolutely wonderful news! That insalubrious blackguard Godwin is truly the very SOUL of evil incarnate! His PESTIFEROUS being spreads evil to everything it TOUCHES! Stormfist USED to be mine, I tell you! It RIGHTFULLY belongs to the House of Aethelbald! He TOOK it from me, he TRICKED everyone! FILTHY, FILTHY, DEVIL! No QUARTER or MERCY for the FILTHY DEVIL! BASH HIS EXECRABLEMALEFICENT RANCOROUSDAMNABLEFACE! DEVIL! PERFIDIOUSMISERABLEODIOUSWRESTCH!! GEETAAAAARRRGH!!!"
— Egbert Aethelbald in Suikoden V during the recruitment scene
"I... apologize for that outrage. It was... childish, and immature... I just get... a little peeved when I see one of my childhood icons carrying... *deep breath* A BAT CREDIT CARD, YOU BASTARDS!! I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KILL ALL OF YOU!! ALL OF YOU WILL DIE, YOU'LL GET THE GAS!!!"
"OK, I've just about had my FILL of riddle-asking, quest-assigning, insult-throwing, pun-hurling, hostage-taking, iron-mongering, smart-arsed fools, freaks, and felons that continually test my will, mettle, strength, intelligence, and most of all, patience! If you've got a straight answer ANYWHERE in that bent little head of yours, I want to hear it pretty damn quick or I'm going to take a large blunt object roughly the size of Elminster AND his hat, and stuff it lengthwise into a crevice of your being so seldom seen that even the denizens of the nine hells themselves wouldn't touch it with a twenty-foot rusty halberd! Have I MADE myself perfectly CLEAR?!"
Arin: (...)But look what we're dealing with, man!
Jon: Heh, Arin...
Arin: You gotta draw the line somewhere!
Jon: Arin we...
Arin: YOU GOT TO DRAW THE FUCKING LINE IN THE SAND, DUDE.
Jon: Arin we got to...
Arin: YOU GOT TO MAKE A STATEMENT! YOU GOT TO LOOK INSIDE YOURSELF AND SAY "What am I willing to put up with today?... NOT FUCKING THIS!