Troll: where's King of Fools?
Fool: he went home.
Fool: Queen of Fools walked with opened sweater.
Troll: what do you mean with opened sweater?
Fool: she didn't zip up her sweater.
Troll: wow.
Fool: this what King of Fools said and went home.
Mama Mia: I am going for lunch.
Troll: what about the fools gold?
Fool: we have been looking for it for fifty years or something.
Me, personally, for five.
Fool: it might take a while.
Fool: "we are cold", that's the classic.
"Some one else is going to do it."
Fool: "it wasn't me".
Mama Mia: "I am going for lunch".
Fool: "You are sleeping, wake up".
