Perfect Hair Forever

Action Hot Dog:
Do the la-la-la-la-la-la...!

Inappropriate Comedy Tree:
I have sex with dogs! What's up with that?

Uncle Grandfather:
Brenda, back up into my hands.

Coiffio:
So then we are either very, very, very, very, very much in danger, or very, very, very, very, very much... safe.

Uncle Grandfather:
Belinda... please to... bendover in front of me... to see if... coals are hot.

Uncle Grandfather:
Fight for three minutes, 1, 2, 3, go!

Uncle Grandfather:
Behold... the hamburger necklace. To carry around in honor.

Uncle Grandfather:
Mmmmmmmmm. Bananananna.

Gerald:
I seek the ninth level of power, and perhaps, an inexpensive hairbrush.

Rod the Anime God:
When I turn this way, does it make me look like Antonio Banderas?

Coiffio:
Damn it! Damn it to hell!

Young Man:
I'm king of all animals!

Uncle Grandfather:
Who is it?

Young Man:
I have come with a communication from the Ministry of Planning, concerning the french premiere who's been found dead of corruption.

Uncle Grandfather:
I'm busy.

Young Man:
We must act before it's too late. The Shaku is being attracted to the debris and for now their numbers probably aren't going to decrease.

Uncle Grandfather:
Ok, whatever. Fine. Good luck with that. Giddyup Brenda! Ye ha!

Young Man:
You don't understand! People are getting dead.

Uncle Grandfather:
You mean people are getting nude?

Young Man:
Dead.

Uncle Grandfather:
Or... nude?

Young Man:
Dead.

Uncle Grandfather:
Come in, Nude.

Young Man:
You're not a Nude.

Uncle Grandfather:
Uncle Grandfather away!

Uncle Grandfather:
Ah, feh.

Young Man:
You don't understand. The protecting stone makes this Yugioh disappear...

Uncle Grandfather:
Oh, yeah.

Young Man:
...Which means the Miyagi Crystals will help very much in searching for the Yugioh barrier

Uncle Grandfather:
Sure.

Young Man:
That means the others won't be able to look for us since things move more easily the closer they are to human form.

Uncle Grandfather:
Right, right, right.

Young Man:
The Shaku is being attracted to the debris and for now...

Uncle Grandfather:
Enough, fight now for three minutes.

Young Man:
What?

Uncle Grandfather:
Ok, one, two, three, go!

Uncle Grandfather:
What are you waiting for?