Well, I figured that out. He done got 90 eyes and no mouth. Where else he gonna talk? Through his butt?
Frylock
Meatwad, he won't have a butt. I mean most aliens recycle their waste for fuel. [Travis starts leaking waste out of his body] Obviously, this one doesn't.
I'll tell you what he's trying to say: "I need somebody to kick me in the ass so I can get the hell off your land!" That's what you're trying to say, right?
Hey, how ya doing? I think I need to go to the doctor. Cause I've been losing long, long tracks of time now, and...and I'm starting to get just a little freaked out about the fact that my hand is missing. I can't find it.
Frylock
Shake you'll be fine. That hole in your head will heal up in no time.
If the Shorteez can't have food, then I ain't gonna have food. You know what I'm sayin'? (he throws the sandcakes in the garbage can) I do this for the Shorteez, ya'll.
You don't even know how to say it, so stop...try it once. No, forget it. You know what? You're gonna try it and then you're gonna screw the name up, and then it's gonna sound disgusting. I won't even want to eat it anymore. Thanks. Thanks for ruining my lunch, which is gone, by the way.
[sarcastically] Oh, brainstorm! Alert the Internet, I got a genius on my hand... oh, wait a minute. It's already open, 'cause that's where I put it when it was shipped in from Alsace!
Down your throat, you bug-eyed freak! You know how much that duck cost?! Higher than you can count!
Frylock
I'm sorry to say this, but Shake's right Meatwad. Charity is one thing, but this is getting way out of hand! I mean, we don't have anything to eat now!