27th September 2004, 1:51 PM
Arthur: Guillaume, you fat lady! I won't take insults like that sitting down! *stands up* Okay now you can't insult me.
Guillaume: Sorry, I'm all out.
Arthur: Gah! And I was working on some snappy come-backs too!
Guillaume: So...nice weather we're having isn't it?
Arthur: I wish! The pants of my father are rife with the smell of the salmon!
Guillaume: Lots of rain?
Arthur: No, he just fell in a lake. A lake of boiling fire from the pit of Mount Doom!
Guillaume: Neat.
Guillaume: Sorry, I'm all out.
Arthur: Gah! And I was working on some snappy come-backs too!
Guillaume: So...nice weather we're having isn't it?
Arthur: I wish! The pants of my father are rife with the smell of the salmon!
Guillaume: Lots of rain?
Arthur: No, he just fell in a lake. A lake of boiling fire from the pit of Mount Doom!
Guillaume: Neat.
Sometimes you get the scorpion.