The Imp: Old Uncle Impy is just a little bit cranky. No fun being locked up, especially in a bowling trophy.
Spider: It's too bad we had to kill her. I really liked the outfit she had on.
Spider: What is this, Midnight Wimp Bowling League?
Taffy: Who are you? The Bride of Dracula?
Spider: Oooo. Jump back. Prom queen on the loose. Or is it high school hookers?
Uncle Impy: Such a sour face.
Spider: Stuff it, you little prick.
Uncle Impy: Uncle Impy will ignore that remark but he'll remember it.