Hatkirby: Gah, I'm cold, hungry, tired, sad and melodramatic
Hatkirby: "wow, these hamburgers were overcooked. let's not do anything about it."
Hatkirby: "i think someone rang the doorbell earlier. it's nice to know that it works."
Hatkirby: "i can't for the life of me remember how all of this oxygen got here."
Pyro: every time i talk to you you get more insane