What Is Your Name?: Why, don't you know?

How Old Are You?: Is that a personal question?

What Is Your Birthday?: Thursday. The 28th.

What Is Your Birth MONTH?: November.

Sex?: Female.

Height?: 5'2.

Race?: Apparently, leprechaun.

Can You Touch Your Toes?: No, they found it inappropriate and got a restraining order.

IQ?: 158.

Anything Else You'd Like To Add?: Um . . . fries?

And Your Current Location?: Right here.

Who Do Your Admire?: God.

How Are You Feeling?: I'm being swallowed by a giant mutated cheese.

Is It Doing That Right Now?: Yes.

How Long Has This Been Going On?: Eternity.

Did You Pay For It?: Yes, $4.

Oh, really?: Yes, really.

Are you sure?: Yes.

How do you know?: Gravity.

Were You Born That Way?: No, but the cheese was.

Is It Painful?: Right now it's just mouthing me.

Would You Like Some Ice On It?: No, I'd prefer lemon.

Should I Call An Ambulance?: Do you think she can help?

No, Not At All.: I agree, the sprocket needs to be moved a little bit to the right.

Allow Me.: For some reason that's leaking.

Does It Do That Often?: I can't figure out how to work it.

Should I Leave You Two Alone?: Won't that cause me further turmoil?

Yes, Probably.: You sadistic bastard.

Is There Anything Else We Can Do For You Today?: I'd like to speak to your manager.