[For each word that spilled out of his mouth, Ulric's anger just kept rising and rising until the very end when he no longer cares about rationing his red noses.]

I'll teach you to mess with me! Let me show you something that is truly too hard to handle!

Buffoon! Come on down!

[Taking one, he raises it up and it bursts into flames of darkness. Before long, the unassuming (and rather goofy) ball became a red nose for a huge clown-faced monster with the body of a automobile.]

Buffoon! Get rid of this Discount Dracula!

[The monster turns on the high beams on its chest in an attempt to blind it's target, then come in for a jab. For a big, oafish clown car monster, it seemed quite agile.]