Well of course! You don't think there are any useful synapses left in that drug-addled Choom Gang brain, do you? Absolutely everything that comes out of those purple lips (other than when he deviates from the teleprompter) is written by ValJar.
"Uh, hey! Hey! [snaps his fingers] "I had a great idea last night! A government program to develop edible paint! Nutritious! Michelle would love it!"
"Barry, Barry, Barry..." [chuckles] "You just read the teleprompter, OK?"
