Travis: "You're just a talking Hawaiian shirt. You don't have a voice so you don't get the right to talk."
James: "So... how do you find an orc?"
Axe: "I could go to random parts of the city and just yell out 'Who wants a fight?"
Travis: "I dooooo!"
Max: "He is deaf and blind, and loses his sense of taste and smell but not touch. He can still feel."
Warboss: "What?! Where's my taaaste!?"
Max: "Of course that's the one he misses..."
Warboss: "I gotcha that time! I felt some nose on that one!"
Herzog: "Heh... I've been broke before."
Deaf Warboss: "...what?!"
Travis: "You made me spittake, you fucker!"
James: "He starts patting his knife into his hand as if it were a club, but each time creates splashes of green blood."
Kevin: "I thought orks had red blood."
James: "Do they?"
Kevin: "Yea. Red blood. Explicity, because it looks cooler on green."
Axe: "Though with their line of thinking, if one gets beat the fuck up, it can run away from a fight faster."
James: "You're half-right, Axe."
Max: "It would go running INTO the fight faster. You're right."
Axe: "If we had a fucking xenobiologist on our crew, he'd be compelled by this train of thought."