Sammy, can you believe those strange creatures choose to live in those odd boxes. You know what Grandpa would say about that . . .
I don’t know about you, but I am bored to tears. Let’s go clubbing instead.
Oh, Boris, I can’t believe we live in such a nice neighborhood . . .
I’m good enough, I’m smart enough, and doggone it, people like me. I just hope she does.
Boris, I like it here, what do you think of this neighborhood. Natasha, I agree, I love it here even if it’s a bit pricey.
What are you lookin’ at, huh. Seriously . . .
The name is Tuscadero, Pinky Tuscadero obviously. Hey Fonzie, get over here.
Did you never watch TV? That’s Doctor Killdeer to you (yeah, they spelled it wrong in the credits).
Okay, so you are telling me this Romulan cloaking device I bought was a ripoff?
Sure we were once a couple, but I thought we were on a break!