It's Thrakkorzog!
The Tick: I've had enough chasing; it's your turn now, 'forest-smog'!
Thrakkorzog: Thrakkorzog! Thrakkorzog! With a "K"! Boy, are you ever rude.
Thrakkorzog's Tongue: Eat rude brains!
The Tick: No brains today; we're only serving humble-pie, "Whatchamazog"!
Thrakkorzog: Listen buddy, for the last time; it's-
The Tick: Thorax-in-a-bog?
Thrakkorzog: Thrakkorzog!
The Tick: Ah, laxative-log!
Thrakkorzog: No, no, no.
The Tick: Laplander-zog?
Thrakkorzog: No!
The Tick: Four-yaks-and-a-dog?
Thrakkorzog: Thrak-!
The Tick: Sap-sucker-frog!
Thrakkorzog: No no no!
The Tick: *Ahem* ...Susan?
Thrakkorzog: ...Oh. *tsk tsk tsk* Now you're doing it on purpose. How juvenile.
