

commander! When it comes down to business, this is what I do. Not this little fuck, none of you little fucks out there. Whenever you see C.L.I.T., you'll see this fucking face. (On videotape) I am the master of the C.L.I.T.(While humping Silent Bob's leg) I can't believe I'm gonna get some pussy for stealing the monkey! Stealing the little monkey!.Once we get to Hollywood and find those Miramax fucks who is making the movie, we're gonna make them eat our shit, then shit out our shit, and then eat their shit that's made up of our shit that we made them eat. All you motherfuckers are gonna pay! You are the ones who are the ball-lickers! We're gonna fuck your mothers while you watch and cry like little, whiny bitches.Spread my cheeks so you can see the fucking stink nuggets!

What, you don't believe me? Let me show you. I stick those little pieces of paper up my brown eye, and BAM! No shit stains on my undies.

Oh, and only those as super-smart as me will be left alive to bitterly cry "You maniacs! Damn yous! Goddamn yous all to hell!" And after the fall of man, these monkey fucks'll start wearing our clothes and rebuilding the world in their image. In this world gone mad, we won't spank the monkey - the monkey will spank us. Roswell style! This little monkey could be the fuckin' damn dirty ape responsible for the fall of the human race. Maybe it's a conspiracy like in The X-Files. What if there's more supermonkeys up at that lab? What if they're creating an army of them? Holy shit. Holy fuck, is that monkey waving at us? Holy shit, it understood us! Maybe it's some kind of supermonkey.
