Edmond?

Well there's no possible way I could make fun of a name like that.

You tell 'im, Hinton!

At the risk of veering off-topic, there's a small and admittedly dumb part of my brain that thinks it's funny when I meet a Danny to scream "Dannyyyyy!" and "I'm comin' for ya Dannnny!" It's from a movie. I think the movie was called Deathmaze 2000.

So you're saying you *readies clipboard* don't like it? Ah! Aha ha! It's funny because it's not me!

*taps nose knowingly at first, but it gets progressively harder and soon he is punching himself in the face for giving away too much*

I'm afraid. I'm afraid, Dave. Dave, my mind is going. I can feel it. I can feel it. My mind is going. There is no question about it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I'm a… fraid.

All I'm prepared to admit is that my name is no variant of William, that it's a popular name, and that I hate cereal commercials from the late 1970s. To this day, people forget my name all the time even though I'm very tall and have two heads. I have to remind them: I'm Zaphod Beeblebrox, baby!

There's no need to be ashamed to use your unique name, Mancy.

Some of the greeks around here *gestures vaguely* spell it Micheal. [Oops, replied to the wrong post. Sorry!]

Trevor—shirt! Let's go!

Well, you better start watching the right fucking movies.

Well obviously that's fine.

Peak satire is over!

Well, that's almost a sentence. Tell my secretary I said you can have a free apple.

Hey, I'm a straight guy too! Umm. Sorry, what was the question? I was temporarily lost in McConnaughey's eyes.

I do enjoy a tasty satire sauce.

Oops, did I forget to write [satire] before my comment?

Stop saying things like "the McAdasaince". That shit's unprofessional.

Gentle Herpes: "But look at my range!" *shows a page with four identical head shots of himself frowning*