We all agree that Ghetsis would be killed for a cornchip, aye?
You dare think you could get rid of me so easily? So effortlessly? You dare disgrace my presence with your brainless blabber— How dare you. How dare you equate something of so much importance to the value of a singular corn chip, a disgusting and horrid snack, when I am far beyond the comprehension of value upon this realm. You cannot equate me to anything, because I am far too valuable to be compared to any mortal item, which it’s value would be soiled if you so much as breathed upon it. So, suffice to say, we do NOT agree upon this matter, you little donkey.













