Invader Zim

(As Zim eats waffles) Zim: For this plan I will create a.. Hey, these aren't bad, what's in em? Gir: There's waffle in em! Zim: YOU'RE LYING!

Gir: (serious face) INTRUDER! (He hums and eats a cookie)

Zim: Hey, do you know who came by today? Gir: Hm? Zim: That ugly neighbor lady. She was wearing this horrible… (An evil looking squid pokes his head into the kitchen. Zim looks and it quickly leaves) Zim: Huh? (The squid leaps onto Zim's head and thrashes him about) Zim: Oh mighty dung! The giant flesh-eating demon squid has escaped!!

Zim: Yes! Time to work on my evil plan! To cripple the humans by destroying- Gir: Guess who made waffles!!! Zim: I'm not going to eat that! (Gir screams uncontrollably) Zim: Enough! I will try some already.

Zim: Gir your waffles have sickened me - Fetch me the bucket!

Nick: I never want to leave this magical place again!

Zim: GIR, I need a break from the talking of my new plan - let's have a silence, huh?

Greg: Hello! Thank you for calling the FBI, my name is Greg, how may I help you? Dib: I have an emergency! There's a kid who's... Greg: (Laughs) Hey, you're Dib, right? Did you ever get that ninja ghost out of your toilet? Dib: Yes! No thanks to you! There's a kid in trouble! (Shows Zim and Nick eating waffles) Nick: (Chokes on the waffles) It's good! (Goes back to Greg and Dib) Greg: Man! That kid sure loves his waffles! Stay right there, we're sending someone to beat you up for playing jokes on the FBI! Dib: But look at the brain probe! Greg: Oh, alright! We'll send someone to investigate... When we get around to it!

Zim: (While reading a newspaper) Hey, look! They're gonna start making artificial beavers!

Dib: Hey, would you mind putting this spy camera inside Zim's house so I can... spy on his evil and stuff? Gir: Okey Dokey! Dib: I should have tried this a long time ago.

Gir: You look like you need some waffles, boo-hoo-who!

Agent Darkbootie: Hmmm... Agent Mothman, once I tied Bigfoot's toe hairs together. It was very funny, until his insane fit of howling rage ended in tragedy for a family of campers. My point is, jokes do not have a place in the Swollen Eyeball network. Call back when you're serious.

Gir: These got peanuts and soap in 'em!