I just told you! You've killed me! You don't know how to do any of those. Spare me your space age technobabble, Attila the Hun! Oh yeah, good luck with that. And yet you haven't said what I told you to say! How can any of us trust you?
You'll have all the Slurm you can drink when you're partying with Slurms McKenzie! It must be wonderful. And so we say goodbye to our beloved pet, Nibbler, who's gone to a place where I, too, hope one day to go. The toilet.