I live in an abandoned fair ground and hunt clowns for food.

Fighting someone and trying to do that move where you box their ears to stun them but you only manage to increase the volume on their wireless earbuds.

(referring to everything) it's all part of the mystery.

(Points to the sign that says no slamming the morgue body drawers really loud to see if they’re faking it).

It’s guys like you that give Murder Planet a bad name.

The archeological record shows they walked on their hind legs and could fashion rudimentary stone tools.

Bartender cleaning a glass with a dirty rag: what can I get you. That dirty rag looks pretty good.

No can do. I left that life behind 0.000000000001 seconds ago.

It’s no big deal. We can settle this by fighting on top of a moving train.

I wish this ceremonial robe was made of a lightweight, breathable fabric.

probably a basketball player's worst nightmare is going up for a dunk and then the entire world blows up beneath them and they're left floating through the inky blackness of space.

Where would the world of sports be without the geometrical object we know as the sphere.

if you've loaded the dishwasher correctly it will sound like a chandelier dropping when you close the door.

There should be a sci-fi rapper whose lyrics are about getting credits and fucking on alien bitches.

i can do this (slices my hand open failing a butterfly knife trick).

Don’t I know you? Weren’t we in a clandestine society of shadowy figures together?.

I doubt you will find anything interesting in the vault of secrets but you’re free to have a look.

(Dismissive hand wave) I’m sure my battle droid will deal with it.

Sleep is one of the most important parts of a good night’s rest.