Loki_Six

"Look at you! Grinding up bits of plants and animals with your teeth. Secreting saliva to force it down your esophagus into a pit of digestive acids. You can't even stand to think about it yourself! What a repulsive creature you are, constantly shedding your skin and hair, leaving your oily sweat on everything you touch! You think that you are the height of intellect in the universe, but you are no better than any filthy animal!"

"It's told they all wear the same horrid face. Their flesh is gnarled and blistery like the rotting trunks. Their glimpses flame like fire, And if you dare near enough, their breath stinks of muck."

"Apparently, keeping your bellies full is more important to you than helping those less fortunate."

"'Twas the night before Christmas when all down the beach not a creature was stirring, not even a leech. Alan was nestled, all snug in his bed, while visions of lesbians danced in his head. Brooke and Jenny were sleeping, a long winter's nap, surrounded by bottles with nary a cap. Jenny was nervous and frightened, but took a big chance. She let Brooke in her heart, as well as her pants. While Berta in her vest and I in my hattie had just baked our brains out with a big Christmas fatty. We started to doze, we hadn't a care. Happy Christmas to all. My balls have no hair."

"Oh, you want intellectual stimulation. Why don't you watch an episode of Nova while you're banging her brains out?"

"It's like peeling an onion."

"One thing is certain: we're losing the peace - which means a war could be our only... hope."

"I have devoted my life to the study of death, and do you know what I found? Death is nothing more than the result of cellular boredom."

"Behind your Federation mask of decency and benevolence you're a predator, just like me."

"Attacking two Jem'Hadar soldiers with a pipe, that's a brilliant plan."