[Nonsense] THE PHRASES A DM COULDN'T BELIEVE HE SAID

In fact, you cannot fart that much.
You want to use ball bearings to trip up... snakes? I will allow you an intelligence check here.
...okay, I'll admit, this is the first time you guys have actually 'stolen' a boss.
Your roll to assess bitch level is high enough to tell you she's not that much of a bitch.
Explain to me how you intent to sufficiently disguise yourself. You have a tail.
Let's have the ladder make a DEXTERITY save.
Dropping a moose on the zombies is apparently very effective.
Your oiled-up striptease did not bring you closer to discovering who stole the lumber.
Your impromptu cheese shop needs a supplier.
The duck does not know your father.
The hole is not big enough for all these bodies.
Once per day bees, I guess?
How many cults are you aiming for here, exactly?
Given your unique nature, yes you can, in fact, sleep in a Bag of Holding to save on inn costs.
You've got an awful lot of swords for a druid.
The ghost appears to be dead.
Are you hoping they think the deer cooked one of their own and delivered it to them? Like DoorDash?
I can't believe he's not butter on the floor.
You turn into a polar bear? In the middle of a city? You do realize they only saw a cat, right?
You can't figure out how to get out of your room at the inn, so you are going to chop your way out through a wall AT RANDOM?
You leave cupcakes outside everyone's doors?
You polymorph yourself into an over-muscled KOBOLD? Named SWOLEBOLD? ARE YOU SERIOUS?
I'll recap, since it appears half of you have amnesia and half of you have amnesia.
No, you cannot take eight-hundred pounds of Twinkies with you into space.
So... you want to open the window... of the space station... in space. Well, roll me a new character I guess?
You do realize the elven princess you just seduced, in the middle of a mission to 'protect someone else', brought her boyfriend too the room too? Okay... fine.
So you're going to disguise yourself... as yourself?
So yes... it is possible to become a huge, flying, fire-breathing octopus.
Yes, the monkey can, in fact, activate the necklace of fireballs.
Okay, so you just used your horse as a cannonball and threw the horse through Strahd and the brick wall behind him. Your horse is fine, but he's very upset with you.
Yes, you found vampire bites... on her feet. Our Dracula has a foot fetish, apparently.
Roll a deception check to see if your macaroni art sweetened the deal at all.
The rock? It tastes like a rock.
You have successfully started a disco dance party with the spiders.
As you try to steal the chandelier from the moose, the green dragon in the hallway that snuck up on you wants to know what you are doing to Lord Avery.
You all watch as this hobbit slams an open palm into the mammoth's head with all of his might, and manages to stop it... in its tracks.
(From the Star Wars universe... after some rolls): The Rancor sits down and listens intently while you teach it Adobe Illustrator.
So you want to throw the dead body into the bag with all the donkeys?
Roleplay amongst yourselves. I've got to look up the terminal velocity of a sperm whale.