'' To show exactly what this social media account shall comprise of to the masses, who find devotion in small animals, I present adoring photos taken of my dearest pet hedgehog, Mr. Stubbins. ''
'' Hmmm... Sounds like valuable lessons indeed. While I, myself, can seamlessly fit in with human society without anyone knowing the difference... (People around him are screaming) ... My army cannot. ''
'' (Zomboss is sitting down, having Frogpants laid out in front of him as he fixes the other's sleeve) And, this is how you sew your shirt back together after a mowing accident. ''
'' There... Below ground... My rightful sovereignty can take /ROOT AND GROW LIKE A PLANT!/ (Silence, horrified expression) Well, no, not like a plant!! (Immediately sweating) Like something /similar/ to a plant, but very much /not/ a plant... Because plants are /irritating./ ''
'' (The sky is red, as he runs around with a field on fire) /HAHA HA!!/ CARNAGE! DESTRUCTION!! PLANTS RUNNING IN FEAR! HOT BUTTERED POPBRAINS! I LOVE SPORTS! (Holds out remote with a button) Mr. Stubbins? Would you like to do the honors? ''
'' Even at night, asleep, I can't quit thinking of my many defeats! /URGH!/ I should be dreaming of /GOOD/ things! (In his Mr. Stubbins patterned pjs; He gestures to his bedroom, showing brain pillows, brain blankets, and a brain night light-- For zombies afraid of the dark. ) ''
'' (Mr. Stubbins is sat on his head) But a /second/ thing you can say about zombies, is that they're /not smart enough to quit when they obviously should./ ''
'' WE MEET AGAIN my old foes! You've been THWARTING my attempts to rebuild my /sun vacuum/, but THIS time... You will FAIL! THIS TIME- HEY, WAIT! I WAS STILL IN THE MIDDLE OF A SPEECH! I WAS STILL SPEECHING! ''
'' But I, EDGAR ZOMBOSS, WILL TRACE THEM! I WILL have my REVENGE! I WILL HAVE VICTORY! I WILL HAVE BRAINS! ....... (Expression of absolute pain) My toe /seriously/ hurts. ''
'' So, after watching the past few days through my extensive network of hidden cameras, I have come to two conclusions! ... Apparently, being /nice/ to people and giving them /rewards/ is actually an incentive to do a better job. Hm. Hmmm... ''
'' (Mr. Stubbins is held in his hand, wearing a little pink bow. Zomboss has an adoring expression) Isn't that right, Mr. Stubbins, my lovable little precious zombie good boy hedgehog? ''
'' Citizens of Neighborville, your continued antagonism against our rightful claim on your city and brains is noted. Action will be taken at another time. Dr. Edgar Zomboss. ''
'' Hmm, they think they can defeat us at the ruse of /being human/, do they? Well, the forces of Zomboss are IN-DEFEATABLE! Or... /UN-DEFEATABLE!/ Anti-defeatable? ARGH! /Whatever/ the word is! ''
'' LOOK at this! You've ripped a hole in reality you BRAINLESS FOOL! Not only that-- You've shredded my SIGNED poster of Albert Einstein, one of my /very/ favorite idols, since he was not only a genius like MYSELF, but let's face it-- His brain would have been DELICIOUS. ''