Carl: EAT THE FREAKING GREEN BEAN, ROBERTO!!!
Fred: Hey Carl, who are you talking to?
Carl: My Fluberdah.
Carl: You have no imagination. You obviously fail.
News Reporter: What did the microwave explosion next door sound like?
Anna: FLUBERDAH! Then silence.
Mother: Honey, what does the milk smell like? Is it expired?
Honey: It smells like Fluberdah.