When were you ever?

Virtually impossible. All women WANT me.

You're one sick little dude...... keep up the good work.

And I'm still pelting them at Darkwing's head every Christmas.

You couldn't pay me to touch you. Get lost.

Euuugh. HUMAN? Bunch of beakless mutant freaks.

Touche.

You just hover over the computer all day awaiting my responses, don't ya.

I love how much worse this sounds if you don't acknowledge my previous answer.

"Community service" eh. Suuure.

!@#$ you.

That's what she said.

Really. Because last I checked, you puff up like a Macy Day's parade float.

......Come to think of it, I think I saw you in a parade once. HAH!

Gotta wash all that blood off now and again yanno.

Overdose on eggnog, hijack a snow plow.

Ugh. Now I feel dirty.

...You're kidding, right?

NO.

Learn proper sentence structure before pestering me with your moronic questions.

"HERP DEEEERP"

That's nice, pal. Why don't you go play in traffic or somethin'.