[on Death Island]
I am bored. Let's go back home.
We parachuted here!
Yeah, I know, because it was cheaper!
The tickets said one-way.
Round-trip was INSANE. You want to pay those prices, be my guest!
Had we rented the boat like I wanted, we could get back in the boat and go home!
Well, we didn't do that, did we? Because someone didn't assert themselves enough. I keep telling you to read my book, Master Your Finances and $hake it Up!
[Shake opens the book]
"Chapter 1: Make Every Problem Your Slave." Seriously, did you even pick it up?
Yeah, we got a garage full of 'em.
Well, that's cause they didn't sell, because YOU shut the website down!
Hey, y'all, we can take these jetskis over here.
SHUT UP, Meatwad. I'm discussing my book over here!
Alright, Shake. You win. How do you make THIS problem your slave?
Well, I'll tell ya. "Rule 1: Assess the situation." (looks around) We are fucked.
Y'all see these jetskis?
"Rule 2: Apply blame." You, Frylock. You're the one.
What about these jetskis?
"Rule 3: Don't let the blame-ee hear about you blaming them." Hey, Meatwad, Frylock really jobbed us on this, didn't he?
Yeah, you probably shouldn't say that with him...standing right there. You see these jetskis?
"Rule 4: Make a suggestion, but don't own up to it in case it sucks." Hey guys, what if we make a boat out of sand, BUT it's a glass bottom boat? Then we can host tours for this roasted bird and get money to buy a plane ticket outta here from an airport that does not exist.
That idea sucks.
Yeah, I know. Whose idea was that, Meatwad?
Two jetskis, right over here.
Which leads me to rule 4. "Take well deserved nap." Good night, good luck, the end.