Oh, come on, arbiter! What are you, besotted with ale? That ball was so foul Mrs. Lovett should make a meat pie out of it!
NOSE BOOPS next time, ask the cat how to do it!
Will you play a game of questions? Sure! Ha! First point goes to me!
OK, gents, the winner of this race gets the right to plunder Wall Street! It's all fun & games at the robber-baron jamboree
Though his audition was spectacular, The Beach Boys passed on Lenny.
Stop hitting yourself.
Hey! It's not whether you win or lose it's how you place the blame.
Dora was confident she could win another forearm to add to her trophies on the wall.
Martians attack capture enemy base