Duckman

Duckman: Wait! Could you stamp my hand so I could get back in?

Duckman: I don't know art but I know what I like...BREATHING!!

Duckman: Hmm boy! Just smell that art. Yessiry this is just the break I needed after a long day of making art & being insane.

Duckman: Miracle Schmiracle, I bet those mindless pod people who believe in that thing still wait up for the tooth fairy. Fluffy: Why shouldn't they? Duckman: Because he's rotting in a Turkish jail!

Mother Mirabelle: Make a move and you're dead meat. Duckman: Does wetting myself count as moving?

Duckman: She's a bigger ripoff than those talk to a nympho in prison hotlines that double charge you on your phone bill when they know you can't do a thing about it cause you can't tell anyone you called them in the first place.... So I heard.

Duckman: Forget mother Mirabelle. This crowd needs father Thorazine.

Cornfed: Interesting how the need for substance in an unexamined life often times leads to gullibility.

Ajax: Dod's a detective?

Duckman: Sure, when my butt starts singing show tunes.

Miracle boy: I had fleas and ticks but I bathed in low fat milk and now I only have ticks.