“Soldier gave her a week or two to get over the golden haired Prince with the character of a horned toad and the soul of a slug”
“Drab?" Soldier yelled. "I'll give you drab. Beat her, would you? Beat my wife? I'll feed your head to the vultures, you snotty little hamster with your golden pelt and buttery looks!”
“Who is this repulsive dwarf?”