Crawler.

Bing, I don't like bootlicking.

Long live anarchy! Lickspittle!

Shut up, you lickspittle.

I'm a free man, lickspittle.

A Knight's Cross holder turns ass kisser.

Tickling his ego.

Bred by mercy.

What, that imposter? That humbug? That toadying ignoramus

You may want to look like Dean Martin, but it's more like Martin's ass.

And what you're going to see is one buttock playing.

Don't worry. Janet'll be buttering them up, poor girl.

For your sake beautiful, I hope you're not trying to softsoap me.

Rear end, owner. Rear end wins.

Sorry.

I'm fed up with the whole lot of you incompetents, nincompoops, bootlickers.

Nonsense!

That's bullshit!

Trash!

Bull!

Remix I'm about to whip somebody's ass Oh, I'm about to whip somebody's ass Oh, if you don't leave me alone, You gonna have to send me home Cuz I'm about to whip somebody's ass I'm about to whip some ZF Great, so it was incredible.

A press agent eats a columnist's dirt and is expected to call it manna.

Screw off!

Go now.

Here she is, my sweetbuns. Be good, a dinosaur...

My butt hurts.

Monkey business.

What the devil does he know about it?

You're nothin'!

I resent your tone, sir. Resent, me arse!

Dress up that line.

I'm about to whip somebody's ass Oh, I'm about to whip somebody's ass Oh, if you don't leave me alone, you gonna have to send me home 'Cause I'm about to whip somebody's ass Now you might not be able to sing that out loud, but you can hum it to yourself, and you know what the words are.

It's called Gas.

Dream about bullshit.

Come on!

Oh, what's the use?

What's the matter?

That's not my problem.

You are swaying your hips, Petra. Am I?

Piss off.

What flattery?

She has a big butt.

Farting's allowed.

What the hell kind of nonsense is that?

Get your backside out of my face!