Brandon: Gamora! Gamora! Gamora is really neat! She is filled with turtle meat!
Sheala: Drax! Drax! Drax! Drax! Has new friends, that’s a fact.
Brandon: Rocket! Rocket! Watch what you say, that’s gun in his pocket!
Sheala: Peter Quill is captain StarLord. Play with him you’re never bored.
Brandon: The Gamora one was something I stole off the ‘tube.
Sheala: Heh. I am Groot! Groot! Groot! Not made of brass so I don’t toot.
Brandon: Thanos, Thanos, he’s man, don’t ever cross him or he’ll crush you like can!
Brandon: Yondu, Yondu whatcha gonna do? Whistle up a tune and send the arrow through! Not poo, gold!
Sheala: Nebula, Nebula a girl of the stars. Careful or your head gets put in a jar. Heh. Golden poo.
Brandon: With glitter!
Sheala: Sparkly golden poo!
Brandon: From unicorns that wear sunglasses!
Sheala: Rainbow glowing sparkly golden poo. Leave it to the monkeys to outsource for poo.
Brandon: More fiber for monkeys!
Sheala: All poo is designated this now. RGSG poo.
Brandon: *Moonwalks out of chat*