FREDDY: Bread and lettuce? We stayed here all night for bread and lettuce?!


FREDDY: NOT TO MENTION, the bread isn't even fresh! Stale bread and lettuce! Convicted arsonists eat better than this!

JASON: ....

FREDDY: Yes, the lettuce does sort of look like a Hawaiian costume bra.


MARE: Bread and lettuce, you say? Pity that your last meal couldn't be more delicious!


MARE: We are gonna kick your asses from here to Australia, ya bludgery dongo dills.


FREDDY: Get a load of this "all-star" team. I'll handle the firebenders. You take the ones holding pitchforks and horse brushes.




PUPPY: Arf arf arf!


CHARLES: I'm worried about them, too. They sure sounded confident, but Freddy and Jason are crazy powerful.

PUPPY: Ruff roo, Rarles.


CHARLES: Guess I'll try finishing Doublemare's biography. I know that she's technically dead, but man, what a story!




WAITERBOT: This guy is all over the place! I can't hit him!

KUSE: At least you have something to hit him with. What am I supposed to do with a brush?


PEAR: This is pointless! He's too powerful!

MARE: Just keep firing! We'll crack through eventually!


SANTA: Mare, I think Pear is right, and I'm not just saying that because it's fun to say. "Mare, Pear." Seriously, Freddy's hand energy is just too bazoomy.

MARE: You know, there is one thing we could try...


PEAR: You mean?

MARE: I do.


SANTA: Now where did those two go? I can't do this alone!


FREDDY: Huh? Who's breathing on me?


FREDDY: Ah fer crissake.


DOUBLEMARE: YOU'VE BEEN A BAD BOY, FRED KRUEGER. WE'RE GONNA SPANK YOU LIKE KARATE PEOPLE SPANK SECRETLY-PRESCORED LUMBER.


FREDDY: AHHHHHHHHHHH!




CHARLES: "She was giant but also very mean, stop. Her life was short, comma, but also very memorable, stop. Everyone remembers how she wanted to eat us, stop."


CHARLES: You know, my vocabulary really does suck.

PUPPY: Arf arf arf!

CHARLES: Have you seen that dictionary around here anywhere?




DOUBLEMARE: FUCK! WE THOUGHT WE COULD TURN THE TIDE, BUT WE COULD NOT. WE'RE SO SORRY, EVERYONE.

SANTA: Don't blame yourselves...Freddy is just too damned bazoomy.

DOUBLEMARE: SANTA WE WOULD APPRECIATE IT IF YOU STOPPED SAYING BAZOOMY.


FREDDY: You see, Jason? Indisputable proof that Halloween > Christmas.


FREDDY: ...I think it's time to finish 'em off.


EVERYONE: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!




CHARLES: Oooh, this is a good one. "Statuesque." If I change most of chapter three's "very talls" to "statuesques," I'll be halfway done!


CHARLES: Hey wait a second. This can't be right...


CHARLES: Whooooaaaaa. No fucking way.


CHARLES: Horsey?

HORSEY: Yes Charles, it's true.

CHARLES: But I thought you were a boy?

HORSEY: You thought wrong.


HORSEY: Take me to the Advent Calendar!



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