WEIRD_1:
You've reached the Alpo help line, My name is Rocko, How may I help you?
Lanzman:
"Milk Bone help line. How may I direct your call?"
Daleman:
OK, you set some claymores at the back and I'll lob grenades in the front. Then I'll flash bang and we both come in... OH CRAP! The master is awake, got to go. Ahhh, woof woof, pant pant.
Laurie2K:
"You've reached the All Seeing Eye Dog. Before I begin your reading, what is your pin number for the ATM at your bank?"
Racerex:
Good evening, caller, you are on the air. Yes, I'd be happy to play "Old Shep" for you. Would you like to hear the Johnny Cash, Elvis or Red Foley version?
Amon:
Overheard after defeating his last opponent in Black Ops: "You're all my bitches!"