What? No! Don't thank me! Do not appreciate it, whatever "it" is in this specific scenario that I have forgotten because there have been many scenarios we've discussed that "it" could be. I have been nothing but a an unending pain in your spinal crevice, and yet you continue to feed me false gratitude. Well I am onto you, Dirk Strider, and your ironic games. You may think you have beaten me but oh no. This battle is a long way from being over. Every time you think you can sit down and enjoy one of your disgusting orange beverages, I will be there to slap it out of your hand. Actually scratch that, before you even touch it I will have been there and shaken it vigorously so the drink will explode on your face once you open it. You have not gotten the best of me so no, I will no accept your thanks. Fuck your thanks sideways!

[ he says, dripping wet and beginning to sniffle because he should really change out of this dive suit. ]