Ms. BoxJam: You managed to break a bag of garbage? How?

BoxJam: The bag just broke...

BoxJam: If the bag had broken for you, it would have been the bag's fault! That's just like my brother - you eldest children are all alike!

BoxJam: My pen doesn't write - I broke it! His pen doesn't write - who gave him a defective pen? My car breaks down - take better care of it! Your car breaks down - it's Bup's fault!

Ms. BoxJam: You poked a hole in my car's oil pan trying to mount it on the world's largest pencil...

BoxJam: Fine. I was trying to fly by spinning the trash super fast...