"Don't you know I'm a professional toe creeper?"
"The Spanish Inquisition? Wasn't that a disease?"
"Giveth the kongeth! It worked, he speaks Old English!"
"I'm not pouting, I'm shunning."
"(She's) trying to turn our house into an homage to the Weasleys."
'Where's my stick? I had a stick! Someone took it! I was looking forward to that!'
'What am I doing? Ahhhh, pushing the wrong thing a million times!?'
"Wake up in the morning feeling de-hy-drated."
"Why are you dancing like a crazy elf?"
"They're not clothes, they're towels... Unless you're Roman."
"Knight! Fetch me a curly mustache!"
"Do you think that if I ever became a Secret Agent and I needed a note destroyed that I could slather it in peanut butter and Jack would eat it?"
"Stop! You're just my trusty sidekick. Don't go getting all excited it's not like you're my minion yet or anything."
"Now the Russian Mafia will know about my wart!"
"The other thing that lady did was laugh and drool came down and hit me in the eyelid. Luckily my eye was closed because I was playing dead."
"You can have my wart when you gnaw it off my cold dead foot!"
"I may have spat on you."
