I never knew, apes talk. Apparently, you do.

That you exist, is offense enough to arrest you.

I'm fascinated by idiots... Here's looking at you, kid!

You're alright, I guess; for, you're just being you, like any other cuckoo.

My imaginary pal up there, Mr. NOT, tells me it's my dog-damn ism to kick your illusory he-man's ass. Now, what do you say to that?