"...In your mind's eye, see your middle fingers growing into long blades, severing the heads of your enemies." -Angry Video Game Nerd.
"The rapist with the flamethrower? That's a combination I try to avoid."-Little Buster.
"You know what New Vegas taught me? That a lone package courier can get shot in the head, recover within a few days, and become an unstoppable killing machine that will murder the shit out of everything ever whilst simultaneously becoming the living God of people with so many guns they could re-destroy the planet AND displaying levels of scientific, technical, and medical know-how that would shame pretty much anybody; oh, and also somehow displaying levels of charisma and aptitude for manipulation that should only come about by creating the bastard offspring of JFK and Bill Clinton with a little side of young Mel Gibson. Not to mention all this is done while consistently outperforming the trained, veteran forces of two separate armies. Now THAT is a goddamn motivational story." -Cracked article comment, on Fallout New Vegas
"NOW IT'S HOLDING UP AN ARRAY OF FULLY ERECT HAND-PENISES! IF IT TRIES TO INSERT THEM INTO ANYTHING, ACTIVATE VIVISECTORS." -Dr.Klein"
You always do this, Klein! You're always yelling, my receptors can't take it anymore... [Voice breaking] AND NEITHER CAN MY FEELINGS!" -Dr. 0
"Ah, American high! Once, I was a student here, but now I am it's GOD-PRINCIPAL!" -Dr. BOROUS.
"Down at the end of the hall is BALL storage. For jocks who like BALLS, like RICHIE MARCUS. Do you hear me, Betsy? RICHIE likes BALLS." Dr. BOROUS. AGAIN.