What's up, home slice?

If you recall, my very first post on Blogger was about Peter Pan and the movie Hook. I just watched the movie again, and like the last time I was crowing like a mad rooster. That movie's so fun...

Everyone has to remember the wonderful scene where Rufio (Rufi-O!) and Peter are "battling" each other with the insults and the come-backs. How could anyone forget being called a "fart factory" in elementary school? Hahaha... Maybe that only happened to me... Anyway, here's the war of words and wits:

Rufio: Show me your fastball, dust brain! You paunchy, sag-bottomed puke pot!
Lost Boys: Bangerang, Rufio!
Peter: You're a very poor role model for these kids, you know that? I bet you don't even have a fourth grade reading level.
Rufio: Hemorrhoidal suck navel!
Peter: Or maybe a fifth grade reading level.
Rufio: Oil-dripping, beef fart-sniffing bubble butt!
Lost Boys: Bangerang, Rufio!
Peter: Someone has a severe caca mouth, you know that?
Rufio: You are fart factory. Cheesy, scab-picked, pimple-squeezing finger bandage! A week-old maggot with everything on it and flies on the side!
Peter: Substitute chemistry teacher!
Rufio: Mung tongue!
Peter: Math tutor.
Rufio: Pinhead.
Peter: Prison barber.
Rufio: Mother lover.
Peter: Near-sighted gynecologist.
Rufio: In your face, camel cake!
Peter: In your rear, cow derriere!
Rufio: Lying, crying, spying, prying ultra-pig!
Peter: You lewd, crude, rude, bag of pre-chewed food, dude!
Lost Boys: Bangerang, Peter!

Bangerang indeed, fellas...

If anyone called me a "math tutor," man, I wouldn't be able to say anything because that's exactly what I am. I also have to admit that I am a "mother lover." Hahaha... I wish I could crow like a rooster for you.