Jack: S’now way.
Frosty: Very funny.
Jack: I'm here all winter; be sure and tip the waitresses. So... what’s the problem?
Frosty: Look at me. Just look at me!
Jack: You’re beautiful, baby.
Frosty: Look at this shape of mine.
Jack: Well…
Frosty: Big in the middle.
Jack: Yeah, but…
Frosty: Gigantic ass.
Jack: You know you’re a snowman, don’t you?
Frosty: I still want to be in the best shape I can be.
Jack: Well, normally I’d suggest improving your diet.
Frosty: Man, you’re not making me a jolly happy soul.
Jack: So, maybe you could try exercising more.
Frosty: Oh, Jack. Why don’t you snow blow me?
Jack: Look, just do what I say and I guarantee that you’ll be slimmer in six months.
Frosty: Hmmmmm… that would be right at swimsuit season.
