"Hey dere, hi dere, ho dere mister spiky purple. Gotta say you're not bein' all dat neighborly."

"You will be rutted in half by a soprano yodeling power dong."

"... I's about to stop sayin sorry dere and you're fixin to get yourself in a boogaloo."

Details from the kerfuffle are still sketchy, but the local Inquisitor noted that she couldn't decided whether the planets population deserved medals or be brought on charges on some sort of sort of interdimensional war crime.