What I am saying to you, is that you are the kind of club-toting, raw-meat-eating, Me-Tarzan-You-Jane-ing big bald bubblehead that can only count to ten if he's barefoot or wearing sandals.
- Sanka
I'm freezing my royal Rastafarian nay-nays off!
- Sanka
How 'bout I beat your butt right now? -Yul
How 'bout I draw a line down the middle of your head so it looks like a butt? - Sanka
Greetings, sled god.
- Sanka
Rise and shine! - Sanka
It's butt-whippin' time! - Derice
You see Junior? Well, let me tell you what I see. I see pride! I see power! I see a bad-ass mother who don't take no crap off of nobody! - Yul
Hey, Baldie, get off my foot! - Sanka
Don't touch me! - Yul
You want to kiss my egg? - Sanka
I am feeling very Olympic today, how about you? - Sanka
Hey, you can pee now. - Derice
Oh too late. - Sanka
Sanka mon, whatcha smoking? - Derice
I'm not smoking, I'm breathing! - Sanka
Maid Service, sir! Would you like your bed turned down mint? Perhaps I could dust your head! - Sanka
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