“The hell is this shit? Since when did you fakers have time for this romantic garbage? Female turtles? You lose your head or somethin’?! Whatever the hell is you’re thinking, forget it.”
...
“So I guess... she isn’t real?”
“Well. He does have a point. What are the odds a mutant, turtle girl would be into my kinda lifestyle anyway? Meditation? Tea-making? Or just martial arts overall?”
“Kind of a stretch, yeah... I mean, ’listen to my troubles’? While Mr. Hothead’s just a few feet away? (My brothers would need her way more than me.)”
“Does it hurt to dream? She’d probably have a sweet mask on just like mine! Maybe blue too, or something lighter...”
“Uh. Can someone fill me in... we’re not talking about the planet, are we?”
“The yin to my yang, the pepperoni to my pizza, the tea to my bis-”
“ALRIGHT, KNOCK IT OFF.”











