Fall 

“I, Spartacus Jones, challenge you, Ebinezer McScruffins to a duel. You have spread your filthmusk upon my tree for the last time, you son of an acorn fucker.”

“Jones, you have proven yourself to be nothing but a virulent rabies infected rat, you have no right to this tree or even this leafy golden branch. Prepare yourself for furry death!!”

“I am about to murder you, fiend!”

“Wrong again, beast, it is I who will murder you!”

“Mommy! Mommy the squirrels are squeaking!”

“Yes baby, isn’t it adorable.”