Hey woman! Hey woman! Why don't you get me an assistant to do this nonsense? I'm a real man! You need to quit giving projects to that punk-ass HR generalist and bring them to a real man!
What? What you say, paper-pushin' champion? You didn't get my memo on new leave-time codes for the toolmakers? I'll beat you like a dog, a dog!
A six P.M. deadline? It's 5:30 now! A challenge? I reject your challenge, 'cause it is no challenge, but I'd happy to proof your blueprints one more time!
You tryin' to mess with me, chump? You askin' me to work through lunch? I'm gonna bust you up! I'm gonna torture you! I'm gonna crucify you real bad! I'm gonna make you dead meat! My prediction for your request to borrow my three-hole punch is PAIN!
Did what? Jokin'? Hell, yes, I know what day it is! April first. What? No, I don't hate you. I pity the April fool.