Michael: Shawn.
Shawn: Michael.
Michael: Bounces of me, and sticks to you. Wait. No, I messed that up. First, say something mean to me, really cruel, something that just guts me. You're totally gonna be glue.
Shawn: So it's come to this. We have finally arrived at the end of your pathetic attempt to prove that humans are more than just mobile turd factories, and you are going to fail again because that is what you do. You're a choker, Michael. And you're about to choke for the last time... Except for the eternity you're going to spend in the Bad Place being choked by me, who will be doing the choking.
Michael: Well, you're glue.