"...alpha male."
"There's no women?"
"Alpha male/female you fem-nazi!"
"There's two of them, wobbling their heads and whatnot."
"I'm in the mood for some hippo-licking."
"PEACOCK TIME!"
"You know what I hate? Wavy chips."
"She has a huge thing on her face."
"I think that's her nose."
"...and the car exploded and he was like 'oh no, the tuxedos!' "
"All I have to say is HOEDOWN OF SUFFERING!"
And moar title things:
Bathroom Break of Shock and Awe
Flamenco of Testicular Cancer
Hair Metal of Warning
Overture of Obesity
Rave of Indigestion
Polka of Pain
Pom Squad of Obsolescence
Epitaph of Tapeworms
Stanza of Cockroaches
Drum Solo of Rejection
Bus Ride of Discord
Flamenco of Soggy Fries
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