F: Today, by myself, twelve people I have beaten.
S: By the size of your gut, I'd guess they were eaten.

F: I've got muscles in places you've never heard of.
S: Too bad none of 'em are in your arms!

F: Give up now, or I'll crush you like a grape!
S: I would if it would stop your WINE-ING.

F: My ninety-eight year old grandmother has bigger arms then you.
S: Yeah. but we both got better bladder control then you do.

F: I'm going to put your arm in a sling!
S: Why, ya studying to be a nurse?

F: My stupefying strength will shatter your ulna into a million pieces!
S: I'm surprised you can count that high.

F: Hey, look over there!
S: Yeah, yeah, I know, it's a three headed monkey.

F: Your knuckles I'll grind to a splintery paste!
S: I thought that bean dip had strange taste.

F: Your arms are no bigger than fleas I have met.
S: So that's why you're scratching, I'd go see a vet.

F: People consider my fists lethal weapons
S: Sadly, your breath should be equally reckoned.

F: Only once have I met such a coward!
S: He must've tought you everything you know!

F: You're the ugliest creature I've ever seen in my life!
S: I'm surprised you never gazed at your wife.

F: My forearms have been mistaken for tree trunks.
S: An over-the-counter defoliant could help you with that problem.

F: I've out-wrestled octopi with these arms!
S: I'm sure that humbled creatures everywhere are humbled by your might!

F: Do I see quivers of agony dance on your lip?
S: It's laughter that's caused by your feathery grip.

Lösningen är skriven av MegaZina och är baserad på spelet Escape from Monky Island från LukasArts Entertainment
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