X1: Hello, hello?
X2: Hello?
X1: Who's this?
X2: Who's-- This?
X1: I'm asking the questions. I called you!
X2: No, I called you! And you sound like the ugliest ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ I ever heard!
X1: You sound like the physical manifestation of some loser's inner demons.
X2: Well, you sound like some total ♥♥♥♥♥'s inability to confront the reality of his past actions.
X1: If I ever get your stinky mug in my line of sight, I swear to Chekov, I'll ♥♥♥♥ your clock off!
X2: Well, I'm going to be the bigger man, and hang up firs-- Ugh- Dammit!

X2: Listen, we don't cotton to freaks around these parts. Scram! Weirdo!
X1: Oh yeah? Well I don't poly cotton to coping tropes, even my own. So why don't you split?
X2: Looks like I already did. You're the sad figment of my twisted psyche's tragic dividend. You're the un-me, I'm the real me. You wanna' be me?
X1: Kiddo', I was the real me when you were still in my short pants!
X2: Hate to break it to you, but I wore them first. Me bequeathed thee the psycho-pathological hand you downs.
X1: So you're the one who stained them?
X2: Whoever found it, browned it.
X1: You'd like me to be you, wouldn't me? But it's too late, you snoze, you loze.
X2: You sleeped, you weeped.
X1: You nappa, you get slappa.
X2: You slumber, a cucumber.
X1: You catch up on some zeds, you get outta' my heads.
X2: You slumber, ham-BURGER I don't wanna' talk about nothin' else! Haaa!

X1: Listen, this psyche isn't big enough for two metaphysical seekers.
X2: You couldn't seek your way out of a cardboard bag!
X1: Yeah, I know. Because it would be an egg.
X2: Oooh! This guy might be better than me.
X1: You're right, I am better than me!
X2: Look buddy, know when you're defeated! Accept your defecation!
X1: No thanks! I'm full, because I eat ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ like you for breakfast!
X2: Look at you. You look so superficial, you probably judge things by their physical appearance.
X1: Oh yeah? Your mom's so shallow, she probably thinks this quip is about her!
X2: You're about as deep as a bowl of soup! And your tongue is about as sharp as a soup spoon!
X1: Hey! Say what you want about me, but lay off the soup.
X2: If you love soup so much, why don't you marry soup?
X1: Because I'm already married to justice.
X2: Yeah, only a blind girl would marry you.

X1: I know everything you're gonna'--
X2: -Say. And I know everything you're gonna'-
X1: --Don't.
X2: Oh yeah? Well, when God was passing out insight, you thought he said that when God was passing out holy prophets, you thought he said oily faucets. Because your soul has diarrhea of the mouth, faucet.
X1: Are you so dumb you even answer rhetorical questions?
X2: I don't know, do you?
X1: We can play this game all night.
X2: First of all, it's daytime. And this is no game.
X1: Checkmate!
X2: Oh! So you admit that you're checkin' me out! And you wanna' mate!
X1: Ooh! You got a license to sell hot dogs, Chico man?
X2: No, they wouldn't give it to me. Because, when I was filling out the application, my penis was sticking out!
X1: Oh yeah? You only got one peni? Let me see it.
X2: See with your eyes, not with your mouth!
X1: I'll call your bluff! I'll see your penis with your mouth, and I raise you with my hand!
X2: Ante up!

X1: Ohhh! Dammit!
X2: What's wrong?
X1: I crapped out, but I'm tough. I can suck it up.
X2: Okay, count of three, we show what's under the loincloth. Weiner take all!
X1+2: One, two, three!