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*The Rotten Pizza. Hangout for fairly unthreatening re-occuring bad guys*

- Women. When they like you, you don't like them. When you like them, they don't like you

- No one likes you, Dalton

- That hurts, man

- Hey, who ate all the pepperoni pizza?

- *belch*

- Ultros! How dare you eat the pizza of Ozzie the Great!

- What? All I did was burp, that's not conclusive evidence

- I can smell it on your breath

- You can't prove nothin'

- I don't have to, I'm evil. Flea! Slash! Get him!

- Three against one, that's not fair!

- "Evil" Look it up

- Hmm... anyone feel like some seafood soup? Heat him up, Flea

- *hits Ultros with a heart of flames*

- Yeeow!

- I think I'd prefer sushi. Remember to make them bite sized pieces, Slash

- As you wish *slashes Ultros*

- Gwrah..! This seems a bit overboard for pizza theft

- So you admit it

- Never! *slaps Ozzie with all eight legs*

- Ouch! Slash, Flea; what do I pay you for?

- Pay? You're supposed to pay us?

- I've never seen a cent from you

- Well, uh... the octopus stole your money!

- The fiend!

- I could have bought a new outfit by now

- Don't listen to him, I stole this money fair and square from Set-

- He admits it! MONSTER...

- ...TRIPLE...

- ...TECH!

- GEEYAAH...!

- *takes Ultros' money*

- Finally we can be paid for our beautiful services

- That's what you think, suckers! *fades away*

- That double-crosser...!

- Great, stuck wearing this drab old thing for another seven years

- Winner: Ozzie

- Times like this make you think about becoming *shudders* good