Frylock: [Shake and Meatwad are strapped to chairs] Gentlemen, the OoGhiJ MiQtxxXA!
Master Shake: Frylock, come on, are you really gonna call it that?
Frylock: Well, yeah. I mean that's the Klingon word for superior galactic intelligence, and that's what this is.
Master Shake: Superior galactic grandma after eating a block of cheese, smoking three packs of cigarettes, and drinkin' a quart of milk. Disgusting, that's the word.
Frylock: Well, I invented it and I can call it what I want!
Master Shake: Fine. Hey, good luck with the casual sex. I mean it. No. Because you won't get it. Not with that name. Anyway, go on, I'm sorry to interrupt.
Frylock: [sighs] Meatwad, what do you think?
Meatwad: ...My butt itches.
Frylock: All right, all right, fine! What should I call it then?
Master Shake: Bad-Ass Motha'!
Meatwad: No, Snoopy! Or Schroeder. One of them two.
Master Shake: No! The Bad-Ass Motha' 4000!
Meatwad: The Red Baron!
Master Shake: Goes twice as fast as your ass!
Oog: So there me was beating boulder into powder because me couldn't eat it, and magic ball land in lap. Naturally me think, "All right, free egg." because... me stupid and me caveman. So me spent about three days humping and bust open with thigh bone so me could eat it good. Then magic ball shoot Oog with beam, and next thing me know me go out and invent wheel out of dinosaur brain. Magic dino wheel rolls for three short distance until me eat it. The point is, me get smarter. Soon me walk upright, me feather back dirty matted hair into wings for style, and me stop to use bathroom as opposed to me just doing it as me walk.
Meatwad: Give him Clam Digger
Frylock: I don't think Clam Digger is...
Oog: Clam Digger. Give Oog Clam Digger.
Meatwad: Oh you gonna love this, boy. Tyrone calls you up, you know, in the game, and he says, "I can dig more clams than you, stupid!" And you've got to say, "Nuh-uh, boy!" And then y'all gotta race down to the beach with your buckets and your shovels. And the object of the game... is to find parking.
Oog: No Clam Digger.
Carl: Okay Candy, I'm sorry - I guess we're not in America. I guess now I'm not allowed to pay for sex with pennies.
Err: [Err and Ignignokt walk into view] "A" is for apple, "J" is for jacks.
Ignignokt: [noticing the OoGhiJ MiQtxxXA] Look Err, free egg.
Err: [jumps atop the computer] Damn, yeah! For straight, for shizum!
Ignignokt: [looks to the screen] Try having omelettes now, Denver!
Ignignokt: Did you hear what I said, Denver?
[raising both middle fingers to the screen]
Ignignokt: Or shall I turn it up for you?