Dr Quickly: This is ridiculous! I can't think of anything!! If I don't have anything awesome to shew the Association, they'll revoke my Mad License!

[[At the HIGH COUNCIL of MAD SCIENTISTS]]
Dr Quickly: My revolutionary TIME SAUSAGE!!
First Councilor: Awesome!
Second Councilor: Radical!
Third Councilor: Tubular!

First Councilor: I... I CAN HEAR THE SONGS OF THE FUTURE
Second Councilor: I CAN TASTE OUR HALCYON PAST

[[At a QUICKLY'S CHRONOWURSTS street corner stand.]]
Dr Quickly: Come and get yourself a CHRONOWURST GRINDER!! One bite and you'll bask in the glow of loves yet to be known, one little nibble and long lost friends are at your side again!

Rabid: I'm not hungry.
Rabish: But you've not eaten your sausage!
Rabid: I... NO! I've eaten it a DOZEN TIMES but it TIME TRAVELS BACK TO MY PLATE!
Dr Quickly: Gasp! It's even a cure for world hunger!

Dr Quickly: I'm not eligible for the International Dynamite Peace Prize on account of everyone has sausage burps now... I'm so mad I'm going for an expository walk in the winter cold!