Nathan Explosion quotes from Metalocalypse

Nathan

We are here to make coffee metal. We will make everything metal. Blacker than the blackest black times infinity.

Nathan

[into handheld voice recorder] Idea for our last song, ever: "Killed by a Troll."

Nathan

What if your guts was a bowling ball? Well, I bet it would look something like this - [he holds up a bunch of organs in the shape of a sphere]

Nathan

Yeah, I'm real sick of my brother, yeah we're twins. Anybody got twins out there? Anybody got one like this? Meet Kuato.

Nathan

Well hey bodybag! How's it going? [impersonating bodybag] Smells like somebody took a crap in here! [normal voice] Ohh, bodybag! Well, look bodybag, it's your old friends Brains! [holds up a brain with flies around it, an elderly person gets ready to vomit] [Nathan impersonating brain] Hey idiot! I'm Brains, I go in your head. [The elderly person vomits]

Nathan

Cut Kuato? I'll cut Bodybag before I cut Kuato. Kuato stays. Kuato's gold!

Nathan

Take a walk, before I kill you.

Nathan Explosion

We have liberated your island from you, your island that was once a nucular, nuclear testing facility that has in turn tragically disfigured you all into ugly horrible-looking mutants. And we now decree your island the Dethklok Home for Wayward Kitties. RELEASE THE KITTIES!

Nathan

Hey goofball, look who's all neutered! You are! Yeah you're neutered, huh goofball, yeah! Who's a neutered guy?

Nathan

Oh he'll be fine, he's fat.

Nathan

I'm here, uh, to take the GBD.

Nathan

I don't need this stupid speech! [looking out at graduates] You think you're smart huh? Think you can come up here and take a piece of this? Huh? Any of you? You? You? Listen, Harvard. I'm a billionaire. And most of you are gonna graduate, and move back in with your parents! I'm gonna tell you somethin', though. We have something in common: we're all gonna die. No matter whatcha' do, no matter whatcha' do with your lives, you're dead! You're dead! You're dying. You're gonna die, all of you, dead. You, dead. You, dead, all of you. You, lady? Your tits will be eaten by maggots, in just a few short years. So here's my message, my message to you, a very simple message: Go forth. Go forth, and DIIIIIE!

Nathan

Don't you take away my ability to have tantrums! Alright? That you cannot have! Alright?! YOU ROBOT!

Nathan

Hey, where'd my me go?

Nathan

(reading his intervention letter to Dr. Rockso) "Dr. Rockso; I hate you, and I think you should die, you are an idiot and I hate your voice, there's no room on this paper to properly describe how much I hate you, go die." There, is that good?

Nathan

Don’t take this the wrong way, Pickles, but...your brother’s kind of, hm...kind of a weird, greedy dick, y’know?