What's your mom's favorite monkey species? Macaque.

My dinosaur killed your mom.
Your mom killed my dinosaur.

People were initially impressed that your mom could spot a cock at 100 meters, but then I explained that it was my cock, and it was jabbing into her eye.

Your mom slowly starved to death after I took her off my feeding tube.

Your mom cross-dressed in the role of Yorick.

Your mom persisted in the dangerous belief that her vagina was a dirty thing largely because I smeared it with my man-nitro-benzine.