Pathfinder, 7/7

“This isn’t a dialect; it’s an insult to the ears.”
“Yeah, but we’re used to that from you.”

In a Gungan accent:
“Why are you the general?”
“My give up!”
“You cunt.”

“We have literally in our game had to discuss whether summoned celestial thylacine sperm would dissipate after one minute…”

“And if he opens the door in time, it might even not be harmed.”

“I got kicked oot!  They won’t let me use the accent any moor!”

“And then he picked me up and said something about stuffing me pockets.  And then stuff fell oot of me pockets…”

“I always want a ‘bitches, come’ door…”

“You… are not my tormentors.”
“No.  We are your customers.  CUSTOMERS.”

“Fuckleberries.  They’re like huckleberries, but much more offensive.”