1.I wouldn't say amazing. At best, it's a modest leap forward from the basic technology that gave us Country Bear Jamboree.

2.Oh, Amy’s at the dry cleaners, and she's made a very amusing pun. "I don't care for perchloroethylene and I don't like glycol, ether."

3.Amy pointed out that between the two of us, our genetic material has the potential of producing the first in a line of intellectually superior benign overlords to guide humanity to a brighter tomorrow.

4.I'm quite aware of the way humans usually reproduce, which is messy, unsanitary -- and, based on living next to you for three years --involves loud and unnecessary appeals to a deity.

5.It was Thanksgiving. Uncle Carl said "I think there's a badger living in our chimney, hand me that flashlight." Those were the last words he ever spoke to us.

6.A dog-o-pus can play fetch with eight balls - no one can hate that.

7.This is delightful. It's much easier to enjoy the picturesque route we travel to work when you remove the spectre of fiery, vehicular death.

8.I should have warned you. One has to navigate a labyrinth of social nonsense before one can be fed here.

9.May I point out that for eight long months I suffered in silence as your female companion filled our apartment with her off-key country music caterwauling, the unappetizing spectacle of her grinding a pumice stone against her callused feet in our living room, and night after night of uninformative TV documentaries about the Jersey shore.

10.Cats make wonderful companions, they don't argue or question my intellectual authority, and this little guy here, I think you'll find to be quite zazzy.