Metalocalypse, Season 1

Toki:
Well, Fatty... dat's was not great back dere, how you killed an entire orchestra.

Skwisgaar:
Looks cool but it does not reflects on us very well. Fatty Ding-Dongs, wes woulds likes to haves a words wid you, fathers to son.

Nathan:
Now, we know that it's totally your fault that the London Philharmonic was sliced in half by a laser beam, and we know that you're sorry, we know that. But I guess... hmmm... I guess we'd kinda hoped that you'd use better judgement, y'know? And as your fathers, we, uhh....

Murderface:
(Angry) Aw he ate my f***ing shoes little bastard! He ate my Civil War shoes! (Murderface walks up to Fatty Ding Dong and has a slap fight with him) They're f***ing irreplaceable Civil War shoes! YA FAT SON OF A BITCH!