Paul: Walter sure does know how to deal with hoodlums.

Mario: Walter has no idea what he's missing out on.

Mario: Snickerdoodles are like ambrosia, only they don't make you into a Greek god. Or do they? No they don't.

Paul: Certain cookies are drugs. Just take Girl Scout Thin Mints, for example.

Paul: While this isn't the Prince from Katamari Damacy, it sure looks a helluvah lot like one of his cousins.

Mario: I could really go for some snickerdoodles right about now.

Mario: *hums all the Katamari Damacy songs in a row on repeat until the end of time*

Paul: I can't help but feel sorry for the people whose left shoes have been swallowed in a Katamari.

Paul: Here I go again with the surly inanimate objects.

Mario: If I ever do decide to drink beer, rest assured it'll only be "Beer Genuine Draft" brand.

Mario: That guy's messed up, right there.

Paul: Maybe I'll ... I shouldn't be trying to be typing ... right ... now.

Paul: Night Banana!

Mario: Beer's car is good at being different colors sometimes.

Mario: Pineapple babies are like regular babies, only made of pineapple. And also Satan's minions.

Paul: I'd like to think that somewhere, there is a possessed-pineapple-baby alarm.

Paul: Old men are lame.

Mike:

Mario: That kooky Hirohito! Will his antics never cease?

Paul: Seriously though. We here at Witchsbrew love asians! Especially Laotians! *whistles*

Mike:

Mario: As usual, the light side gives up.

Paul: I love my vacation.

Kerry:

Peter: I guess I took care of my explaining comments inside the actual panel. I placed my desire to explain the jokes immediately ahead of having content for my comments box. Oh well. BC sucks.

Jason:

Ross:

Paul: A portrait of Jason Roberts at an awesome-impromptu-parody-rave at my house. He was a one-man keyboard...ist.

Mario: That's Vince, from the critically-acclaimed Chuck and the Chair!

In other news, I'm now a critic, and I hereby acclaim Chuck and the Chair.

Peter: Ice Coe is a legendary and influential rap producer. He's also Paul.