Respond with a Telltale game quote

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  • edited January 2011
    Hmm nothing, just as well, kerosene and battery acid tents to keep me up at night.
  • edited January 2011
    Morning sure comes quickly around here.
  • edited January 2011
    Order up! One Phatt Island Phuzzy Nostril, heavy on the Phuzz!
  • edited January 2011
    You want disgusting, you should try some Pawanian soup!
  • edited January 2011
    Sometimes you just want a quick rush of ichor.
  • edited January 2011
    Have you thought what we should serve at the official Strong Men's Guild meeting? I thought about bread and coffee, extra hard and extra strong, of course!
  • edited January 2011
    Can I have a cookie?
  • edited January 2011
    Seabiscuit!!! Mmm... I love these things.
  • edited January 2011
    This is Pawanian Maggot bread. It's great with some cricket butter.
  • edited January 2011
    Tasty! ...For the fish, I mean.
  • edited January 2011
    Oh, right... No fishing!
  • edited January 2011
    Please do not feed the submarine.
  • edited January 2011
    Throwing the bait into the well is a good way to feed the fish, but it will not help me catch one.
  • edited January 2011
    Sarendor wrote: »
    Throwing the bait into the well is a good way to feed the fish, but it will not help me catch one.

    Actually, it's: "Just throwing bait into the water is a good way to feed the fish, but not particularly effective in catching them." But anyway...

    Guybrush Threepwood! Obtainer of cranky golden fish artifacts!
  • edited January 2011
    (I guess, but I'm probably too lazy for reading your scripts every time :))
    The... Cranky Fish?
  • edited January 2011
    Err... the prophecies are very old. Some of the translations may be a bit off.
  • edited January 2011
    Ishmael? What kind of a name is that?
  • edited January 2011
    Whaddaya got for me, Sleepgood?
  • edited February 2011
    Her name is miss prettywhiskers!
  • edited February 2011
    That's the mast.
  • edited February 2011
    Then stop yer yakking and get on with it, ya gibbering jellyfish!
  • edited February 2011
    No talking! We are a dangerous bull! Yarr! Yarr! Yarr!
  • edited February 2011
    How appropriate, you fight like a cow.

    (Sorry, I just can't get enough of that line.)
  • edited February 2011
    Out of respect for the newly-deceased, I feel I should point out that you wave your sword like a dairy farmer.
  • edited February 2011
    Nice one, GALAHAD!
  • edited February 2011
    Care to help me with these locks?
  • edited February 2011
    It's locked, broken, and doesn't go anywhere we want to go.
  • edited February 2011
    I don't think that's opening up without one of those seahorse key thingies.
  • edited February 2011
    I can lift a wallet with my teeth, crack a safe with my toes, and loot an entire treasure hold using just my...uh...cheeks.
  • edited February 2011
    Pickpocketing, lock picking, safecracking and creating artificial buying pressure for a generally low-trading volume issuer in the over-the-counter securities market.
  • edited February 2011
    My hook is pretty handy... but sometimes I miss the ol' opposable digits.
  • edited February 2011
    According to the official hook manual, this is a completely inappropriate way to use my hook.
  • edited February 2011
    The hook is great for grabbing things, not so good in a swordfight!
  • edited February 2011
    And don't even try you insult swordfighting techniques on me! This is something only farmboys use this day.
  • edited February 2011
    You look like something the cat dragged in and spat up on the floor!
  • edited February 2011
    I am not sure what you meant by this, but it is probably something like 'Morgan, you are a big, fat loser.'
  • edited February 2011
    Uh, the Mutineers were calling you a pansy earlier...
  • edited February 2011
    Hate to double-post, but...

    No we weren't! He said you were a wilting flower!
  • edited February 2011
    (Bill) Oh, that was a good one!
    (Guybrush) No, it wasn't!
  • edited February 2011
    It seems Chester A. Arthur and the Pope were kayaking down the Amazon one day. Suddenly, a tiny candiru fish swims up the Pope's *bleep* and lodges itself in his *bleep*. Arthur grabs the Pope's *bleep* pliers and *bleep* swelled up like a melon. And the Pope says, "Thanks! Last time that happened, McKinley wanted to *bleep*...No, wait, I think I told it wrong.
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