“The problem with having evil minions is that minions are stupid.”
“Sacrificing minions: is there any problem it CAN'T solve?”
“Quite a crowd tonight, Gin. Usually, it's just you and Finn."I shrugged. "What can I say? I seem to attract minions wherever I go these days. Kind of like the Pied Piper."Behind me, Finn huffed out his displeasure. "Minion? I am most certainly not a mere minion. Head minion, perhaps. At the very least.”
“precious laughing time is wasted, because I have to put up with Satan's stupid minions who smile without attempting to anger somebody else - leave us alone already.”
“The Quit Man cometh, his minion at his heels.”
“More minions!” he shouted. “Come to me!”That couldn’t be good. Another round of giant crocs and we’d be dead.Why don’t we get minions? I complained to Horus, but he didn’t answer.”