"I want my slaw!"
"You have your slaw, sir."
"I WANT MY SLAW!"
"You have your slaw, sir!"
"I want...my SLAW!"
"You have your slaw, sir!"

"So, brocoli. Mother says you're good for me. Well I'm afraid I'm not so good for you!"

"Success! I'm the only one here! I hereby claim this land in the name of incisor!"
"I think not!"
"Blast! Bicuspid! I thought you'd come around!"
"Have at you!"
"On guard!"
*struggling*
"Damn! What say we bite the tongue?"