Oh, goody, you're home. Which means the assassins have failed yet again.

Dark an dangeruss bizness is wut ai deal.

Well look who finally came home...

Yew hab a curfew foar a reason, Mistur.

Da bearz been bilt and iz sublettin dis here box.

Da landlord is kind ob a jurk, tho.

De goggie mus be home. Eben de air smells more stoopid.

Beddur be prepared.

da biktorious hunter karriez hoem her kill

dis iz gunna b way tastier den cereal!